Hello Flab

Being obese is a bigger tragedy for someone who has been previously fit and healthy. As compared to someone who considers themselves as one of those who have always been on the chubby side. I am not a big fan of body shaming, but I do believe we deserve to be healthy enough to live a life free of restrictions.

For e.g. I love chicken dum biryani and red velvet cupcakes. I want to eat chicken dum biryani and red velvet cupcake  for the rest of my life. I don’t want my little guilty pleasures to be guilty anymore. I want to know my body is capable of burning whatever I throw at it - without ramifications.

I suppose starting a journey can be as simple as that. The love of cupcakes. As I was saying, I was previously fit, healthy and love handle free. At some point I began my descent into obesity and realized my capacity to amass huge amounts of weight in no time at all. I suppose my body is very responsive either way - it oscillates between fat and healthy seamlessly - depending on what I put into it.

For the past 5 years I have taken away more than I put into my body. The retribution has been severe. Severe acid reflux, constant fatigue, breathlessness, high blood pressure, irregular menses, migraines, a double chin and of course overall bloatedness. Truth is this is a body that wasn’t really meant to be this unhealthy. But it got so anyway. I made it so.

They say your body snaps back easily in your 20's. I wasted away my 20's telling myself I could do it anytime. Now on the other side of 30, I am faced with the growing realization that time is running out and my body is slowly but steadily beginning to give up on me.

I am still quite an optimist and in my mind I believe I can do it. I suppose the trick is to find the formula that works for me. To start with, I am putting myself out there, in a fairly public manner - to hold myself accountable, I suppose. In a way I'm hoping I can talk my way through this, and hopefully find some semblance of a transformation. Hopefully.

So here's Hoping.