Thursday, December 11, 2008

Being a girly girl for a moment

Disclaimer: this post is as self-centered as it gets. As the title may suggest, the post follows a stereotypical albeit momentary obsession with weight.

I haven't been eating healthy meals recently. Since I've been working on most evenings, dinners especially are on the go and if its past 6 or 7pm, I no longer have any desire to eat. To my utter dismay, I had to give up while trying to finish a slice of cheesecake last night! Tista not being able to consume infinite quantities of something sweet is certainly cause for concern!

Keeping this in mind, I wasn't too surprised this morning when I noticed in the mirror that I looked thinner that I have in a few years. (About 5, I'd say, pinning the date to some point before my US chapters of half-and-half drinking, among other things). I went ahead and checked my weight, and to my shock, it was 4 kgs less since last time, which was only a couple of weeks ago! While on the one hand, I too have bought and partially internalized some of the social messages that permeate human existence, including ideas like thinner is better, I must admit I was perfectly happy with my previous weight and had no real desire to lose any of it. Sure, there are pockets of flab I wouldn't be devastated say goodbye to, but this looked like a matter of muscle loss. I sure haven't been exercising.

I confided my angst to my mother, when she exclaimed that she too had lost some weight in the recent past- 4 kgs, to be precise! We soon pinpointed the culprit, the faulty weight machine, which, in its defence, has had a bed collapse on it recently. The only way we could think of to check it was to put five 1kg bags of sugar (ah, sugar) on the machine. Lo and behold, it only registered less than two kilograms. I promptly discarded still nascent resolutions of planning to eat healthier and dug into a slice of cake, before 8 am in the morning. Hey, I promise I'll have a real breakfast in a hour or so and I have to make up for last night's betrayal, after all!

10 comments:

K K said...

>> Tista not being able to consume infinite quantities of something sweet is certainly cause for concern!!


:-o
Your statement just affected the sugar futures market! See for urself: http://getclippings.com/image.php?id=1124589

Tista said...

:D

I am thoroughly shocked by the mayhem I have unwittingly caused- and that too, in times of such crises. I solemnly swear to try my best to rectify things by once again cornering consumption in the global sugar market.

Hatturi Hanzo said...
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Hatturi Hanzo said...

cheesecake...cheesecak...cheeseca... cheesec...*collapses*

Tista said...

child,
you seem to be an amateur. While I too have taken a hit recently, I'm sure I could give you a tip or two in the department of infinite cheesecake eating. NY cheesecake factory choli?

teoffy said...

:) funny)

cheeeese... how is it called? i've already forgotten=))) the one we ate with delight at Alberto's birthday?=) with lettuce) mmmmm:)

you're lucky not to have any desire to eat in the evening - for me it's the time when i'm most hungry)

and how much, by the way, do you weight?)

Tista said...

That was Camembert, my dear. One of the best cheeses that I know of.

But cheesecake is an entirely different thing altogether...

And as for my weight- don't you know its impolite to ask a lady her weight, especially in public? :P (Which means, ask me in person and I'll probably tell you) :P

teoffy said...

=)))
ok=)

Urmi. said...

lol..that was kinda nice i must say....

cringe-all said...

I can empathize....eating does seem like a chore at times.