I Want My Sexy Back

Why is it that when we’re happy we always put on weight? Well at least that’s what happened to me.

When I met my beau, I was slinky-hipped and shag-me-hippy (exact weight was 48 kg which is my ideal weight actually), but after being together for sixteen months, I’m now 54 kg.

54!!

I’ve gained 6 kg in sixteen months, and the thought of the scales moving more and more to the right towards the big six oh, was more than I could take.

I’ve been there, and I can tell you this much; it ain’t fun. The realization hit me hard when I witnessed unnecessary amount of fat splurging out of control from my midriff, and now, putting on my favorite pair of jeans alone is an activity almost close to a work-out as it requires so much sweat and struggle!

The heaviest I’ve been was 63 kg, as I’ve told you on my previous post, and that was due to the Australian diet I used to be accustomed to; I lived in a house where the host was doing part-time job as a caterer, so expecting left-overs of baby quiches, mini pizzas, salmon rolls and samosas was a common activity then.

She also made a mean piece of steak, and taught me how to cook it too (easy-peasy; add salt and pepper, cook each sides for 5 minutes). There was also the occasional bacon and eggs brekky, with toasts and fried tomatoes at that. Living with her was heavenly – she was good at making desserts, and my heart used to flutter with warmth whenever she made her top-notch sticky date puddings and freshly baked scones.

Occasionally, I also went out a lot – usually to this darling little Japanese restaurant in the city called Kimurakan, where they served the biggest bento boxes ever, and to Benkei, another tiny Jap resto near campus.

Or to Maccas, if I was broke. I am guilty to say that their quarter-pounder is my favorite and you can’t find that on the menu here in Indonesia.

On top of that, one of my best friend’s family owned a Chinese-Malaysian restaurant called Maple Leaf, and whenever I came to visit, her mum always offered me food. Always. She was like, “Oh, Therry, you look so skinny, ah? You want Curry Laksa? Or fried ice cream with banana fritter? You can take it home; I give it to you now ah?”

And that was the time when I used to share a flat with this Korean guy and his girlfriend – where all the food in the fridge was either a huge tub of kim chi and strange coffee-smelling tea that was actually made of corn – in which my daily diet consisted of: Buy fried rice at the local eatery near campus, eat only half of it, ask for a doggy bag, bring it home and then reheat it for dinner. That, or buying large pack of KFC chicken and kept them in the fridge for a whole week’s dinner – to be eaten with rice and chili sauce, of course. Cheap and might I add, very unhealthy.

Amazingly enough, back then I was effortlessly skinny. I wasn’t even worrying about my weight. All I knew was that I was always the same weight, I had a lot of essays and assignments to do and food was just at the bottom of my priority, which was why I always had the drowned, exhausted look then. Come to think of it, I think it was the reason why my friend’s mum was quite fond of me – she always fed me plenty and whenever I stayed over at their house I got sustenance so easily, she made sure I came back home bringing lots and lost of takeaway containers full of Chinese food.

And now, whilst I am constantly on the scales keeping watch of my weight, I feel as if nothing is changing, even though I’ve reduced my meals into smaller portions and drinking cups after cups of Mustika Ratu slimming tea, on top of the usual bitter green tea. I’m actually making an effort to lose weight.

I know I’ve not been good with my diet. I actually maintain my weight with Herbalife products, since all my family consumes them too, but I’ve been less disciplined lately.

Ok, I’ve not been very discipline at all.

So now that I’m trying to get back into shape, and keeping my calorie intakes low (as in replacing my brekky and dinner with protein shakes), I’m down to 52 kg.

I’ve got 4 kg to go. Wish me luck – I really want my sexy back!