battling with the bulge
“you? fat? you never get fat!”
that’s what they always tell me. and it was true. was being the operative word. around this time last year, i visited the philippines and on my way back to germany, i brought my old jeans and skirts with me. these were clothes i used to wear not just pre-pregnancy, but even pre-wedding. yes, i was so skinny, i was back to the size i was when i was all stressed out with the wedding preparations. should have made me elated, but i hated it. i wanted to gain weight.
through unhealthy means, it took me a couple of months to gain some flesh. and then some. and then some more. add to that a work-at-home routine that requires me to sit in front of the pc for longer periods, trips to the philippines at christmastime, and then another before i even had the chance to burn the flab, plus an ample serving of stress. i’ve ballooned two sizes in a span of a year. and i hate it.
i hate it that most of my clothes don’t fit anymore. and in those that do, i look like a sack of potatoes. i hate having aches and pains because i’m not moving enough. i hate being tired. i hate it that my thighs rub each other when i walk. i hate it that i have to catch my breath after a dance performance. and i hate looking at pretty summer clothes knowing that i won’t look pretty at all in them. i hate envying other women and their flat abs. and most of all, i hate the prospect of summer: bikini-time. arrrgh.
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11 Responses to “battling with the bulge”
May 21st, 2007 at
you, fat? you never get fat!!
i think you look healthy, fresh, and younger….
May 21st, 2007 at
yeah, right. and heavier, and bigger, and…
May 21st, 2007 at
In pounds (lbs), how does two sizes bigger relate to?
After every pregnancy, I gain (and never lose) 10 lbs. Ack! Eh nakakatatlo na ako…
May 21st, 2007 at
hm, hard to say, linnor, kasi i don’t have a scale. i never needed one. ngayon pa lang, waaah! in jeans, i think i’m about 3 inches bigger na.
May 21st, 2007 at
di bale ruthie, with the heat here, para kang lagi sa sauna
look at it this way, your mom and sister aren’t really “fat” so your chances of becoming fat (what small is still to me) are quite unlikely.
when you’re here, tara, biking tayo sa east coast!
May 22nd, 2007 at
oh they did became fat. not obese, but fat. same with me. ang problem pa is since hindi toned yung ab muscles ko since i gave birth, naku para syang baloon talaga na napupuno ng hangin, haha!
May 22nd, 2007 at
The undying battle with the bulge… I hate the tired-feeling the most. There are several blogs that I visit where the owners are in some kind of diet, I joined the bandwagon & started on South Beach, so far so good. But then again it’s only been a month
May 22nd, 2007 at
haha kaso nga, the obese you call in your frame eh fat pa lang sa amin…..mano kasing punuin ng bata ang tummy para di na pasukin ng hangin
May 23rd, 2007 at
ouch! i was never skinny to begin with, so ang maging kasing-skinny mo at your fattest (tama ba yun? haha!) would probably be an accomplishment for me na, hehe. at our age, i guess mas importante na lang ang maging healthy rather than skinny. which reminds me, i have to get my fat butt out of this couch and start.. something today. or bukas. or sa makalawa.
May 27th, 2007 at
hehehe… sarap mag bikini sa singapore, lalo na pag nakita mo yung mga sexy na intsik
June 9th, 2007 at
[...] as i entered one shop, though, my anticipation for shopping was quickly doused as i saw myself reflected from one of the glass windows. arrgh, the bulges are disgusting. it’s been 3 weeks, and obviously, none of the adjustments i made in eating and exercise are not paying off. no surprise there, though, as i haven’t religiously followed any regime. i started jogging… but then it started raining. did crunches, but man, nobody warned me it wasn’t just for the abs, it was also a test of perseverance! and although i switched to coke zero (yeah, as if) and started eating right (started being the operative word), i love food too much to torture myself with a weight-loss diet. and anyway, i’m not (that) overweight. i’m just awfully-shaped. i guess i was hoping the fats would melt away from sheer willpower, heh. [...]