Wise Words...

Roni http://ronisweigh.com from Baltimore top tip is to set non-weight related goals to build confidence. After reading that, I went down to the cafe to refill my water tumbler and decided to take the stairs instead of the lift. I realised how much I hate to climb stairs. I hate it so much I feel like crying but I know it's good for me. I hate it because it hurts my knees and I pant like crazy. It's so torturing. I want to be able to climb stairs without having to curse the steps. I want to enjoy it. I want to be able to run up and down any stairs. On the other hand, Theodora from New York City http://losingweightinthecity.com shares that we don't have to be perfect to lose weight. On days that we go off course, just get back right on. We have to stop ourselves from sabotaging the rest of the day or the whole week and she compares this with having a flat tyre, fix it and move on, don't poke holes in it. Wise woman! I hope I can be one of those losers who can inspire others to lose and of course you know what I'm talking about. May Allah give the strength and determination to keep fighting to lose weight. Amin

Sneak Peek

I have made a promise (to myself) to get on the scale on Nov 9 a month after I resume the journey. But being human, I took a peek yesterday morning and was quite happy with the result. I hope there will be more or if it stays, I will still be happy. Three more weeks before the revelation. May Allah give me strength and determination to lose weight. Amin.

Positive Vibes

I have been following Kevin Zahri's page on weight loss and I find it very informative and convenient for someone who is all alone in trying to lose her weight. I find comfort in his status posts and motivation in the success stories of how real people lose weight and live a healthy lifestyle. Below is one of the people who have succeeded in losing the kgs. I am highly inspired. I realise that I am not alone. May Allah grants me the will power and strength to lose a lot of weight. Amin. Ms Rosniza Abdul Samat lost 13kg in just two months. How did she do it? By controlling her food intake AND exercising plus some "fire power". Simple as that.

Feeling Nostalgic and Inspired

I don't like to take photos of myself, because of this paralysing low self-esteem. I've had this dislike of taking photos since I was small. I was a big girl when everyone else was either petite or normal size. The teasing I had to endure by family members (yeah, I love my family) exacerbate the feeling. So, I hate taking pictures. Even years after that, when I slimmed down, that feeling didn't go away. I ballooned up after I got married and the kg kept on creeping on me after I gave birth. Here I'm sharing one picture of me when I was a gym junkie. This was back in 2005-2006, I think or maybe earlier. I was with a senior journalist Kak Yani. I hope I can get this figure back. May Allah give me the strength and determination to lose weight. Amin.

A Bad Start...

It's the fourth day of my self-planned journey to save my soul from being eaten by depression (drama queen cap on). Yesterday wasn't a good day as far as this live healthy programme is concerned. I had promised my Restaurant Management students (some of them anyway) that I would be their customer for their Advanced Cooking class. FYI in this class the students will cook and serve a three course meal to anyone who has agreed to be their customers. You get to pay RM20 for this meal. I thought I had the perfect solution for that. By giving my spot to my husband who promised to come during lunch hour. On his way to the college, something happened and I didn't have the heart to let him eat alone there at the coffee house. Plus, my serving students had pulled out the chair for me motioning me to sit down, under the watchful eyes of their chefs. To avoid unwanted incidents, I sat and there went my meal plan. But we had a wonderful lunch of chicken wings with blue cheese (appetiser, I wasn't wild on the cheese though), seafood chowder (which was EXCELLENT), the main course - lamb loins eaten with potato salad and salsa verde and ended with a sweet finish of blueberry crumble topped with rosemary ice-cream (which I thought was very interesting). The meal, it turned out, was complimentary, thanks to one of the chefs. I was full the whole day, well not the whole day, but yes until evening came. I hope today will be one of those good days, despite the bad start this morning, all due to my frustrations over the situation we are in now. It got me thinking of happiness again. But that is a different story altogether, one I doubt will be shared here. May Allah gives me strength and determination to fight this battle and win it forever. Amin.

Day One of Another Round

Your body knows when it needs help. Mine has been telling me to treat it right for a few months now. My son is already four years old and I have failed to achieve my target weight. As usual I blame it on my lack of will power. To say I hate myself for that is really an understatement. One thing for sure, all those years of drowning myself in sorrows, have taught me to stop feeling sorry and start taking actions. I am cracking my head now on how to incorporate exercise in my day-to-day boring routine. I really need my husband's support on this. Last week I got a scare when on the way to work I suddenly felt the world is spinning around me. So that is another tell-tale sign. Here I have made a decision to take it slow and steady. Istiqamah is the word I believe. Semoga Allah memberkati usahaku ini. Amin.

Staying On Course

I am still fighting to stay on course. Needless to say, boredom got to me big time and I can't be bothered with salads and fruits anymore. Gym is still my destination after working hours and now I spend about 30 minutes to do strength training before I proceed with cardio exercises.

Besides that, I am quite happy with myself because I've succeeded in organising a weekly senamrobik session at the college. A trained instructor comes every Friday to teach the steps, a welcome change for me. Of course this will not happen without the support from my colleagues and I am very proud of them. We really have fun every Friday trying to do the sometimes complicated steps.

The scale is not my ally for the time being because now I measure the success of my efforts with how I feel about my self-image and how I look and feel in my clothes So far, all is good.

Fed up - Big Time

Yes, I dread this day, and it has arrived. I'm fed up with dieting. BIG TIME. Why do I have this body in the first place? Why do I have to eat like a sick bird when everyone else is so blatant in showing their love for fatty, unhealthy yet good food? Why me? Why not everyone else? Why can't I eat makanan rapu and not feel like I should exercise 5 hours straight to rid that guilty feeling? Why can't I just love the way I am? WHYYYYY????

OK, done with the rambling. Now, let's move on. You've decided to eat healthy because of your son, the cheeky three year old boy, who is your world and your life. You want to EAT HEALTHY because you want to be healthy and feel good that you have actually tried all that you can to achieve it. You have decided that you'll eat what you want to eat but you will not go overboard. MODERATION is something that you need to hammer in your too-thick-a-skull. And those other people? They are your motivations!.

I'll stand my ground, thank you...

I'm allergic to negative people and those who expect the worst of everybody. This kind is extremely toxic and I will avoid them as much as possible but when there are one or two around me, what can I do? Stand my ground, hold fast to my beliefs and hope some of the positive vibes catch on.

But to rid of that feeling of annoyance will take extra effort.

Awwwww NOOOOOOOO

My first posting after beberapa bulan. Down but not out, not yet for I'm still fighting the bulge. My jeans is still loose and I can still fit into last year's jeans. I'm still eating healthy following the 6 meals plan. Exercise was still on up until last week. This week I don't get even one day at the gym because something happened and we are suddenly carless, which means I have to car pool which means I have to clock out at around 5pm and sacrifice my alone time at the gym.

I'm trying very hard to be positive, smiling and laughing and dismissing this major setback like it's nothing. Laughter, other than doa, solat hajat, solat tahajjud and solat dhuha, helps to ease the heaviness of the heart too. I'm lucky to have great, albeit crazy people around me. If it's better this way, then I am all for it, redha, but if it's not supposed to be this way, I pray for the solution to come soon.

Up until several months ago, I logged all my food intake in MyFitnessPal almost religiously, I even have the apps on my phone. But when the connections got too slow, I got fed-up and stopped logging in altogether. I will resume the practice starting tomorrow, Insya Allah.

So, yes, it takes a lot to destroy the human spirit. Do not fret because we have Allah.