Most days I wake up thinking that losing weight will make me a better person. Just like having 70 pairs of shoes and 15 different bags and 3 cupboards full of books will. The thing with me is I'm basically a shallow person. I have no causes to fight for. No point to prove. No intention to be seen or heard. No need to make conversation, intelligent or otherwise. The only thing that possibly matters to me is my appearance. And when not, I like to be left alone with my book and not be bothered.
And since there's exactly two weeks to Goa, my plan is to tone up as much as possible. I don't gym. Only run for half hour every morning. And my only exercise consists of lifting the glass of wine to my lips and lighting a cigarette every 20 minutes. This will be a reminder / check if I'm progressing well or no.
No, the mirror doesnt work for me. I have clothes that are reserved for "fat" days. So its difficult for me to see if its just a 'fat' day state of mind, or fat-leading-to-obesity state for me by looking at the mirror.
Every 4 days, I shall update myself on the state of my bloody body.
Current status: [Febrauary 22, 2008]
Weight: 47 kilos
Height: Five feet zero
BMI: 20.2kg/m2
Fat Percentage: 20.9
I want this bloody fat percentage to be 15.
That all. I will never ever ask for anything else in life then.
Friday, February 22, 2008
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you cow, now i'm depressed.
Is your shoe size 7.5 (US)?If so,will you be my new BFF?
Uggghhh...do not even get me started about body fat percentage.I don't understand how I can have such high body fat when my weight is well within the acceptable limit for my height.
for those who havnt met or seen gutterspace. She is NOT FAT. She has no resemblence of FAT. She shops at the kids XL section at benetton, because well, the XXS section in the adult section doesn't fit her. She has good skin days and great hair days. She has fantastic hair. and enough clothes to organize a fashion show at the paris fashion week.
so gutterspace, stop stealing my thunderand if I must say so, thankfully disappearing cellulite. The sympathies are all reserved for me.
- slap -
47 kgs???
47 kgs?
really?
go die already.
fat?
Oh, let it be!
everyone:
I;m not bothered with losing weight. I'm all about losing fat. Decreaing fat percentage and BMI.
Neha: mwah. trust me, depression just makes me eat more. No point.
I love lucy: I so am yoour bew BFF. I have the same problem. I'm actually underweight. But I really need to make friends with the body fat ratio.
Once again: the almost there love handles?:(
chandni::(
Darling - i nearly fell off my chair in shock!! You are SO not fat!! I WISH I had those stats!!
exactly....47 kgs?? I'm just wanting to be my previously body-hating 51 kgs...*sob*
Repeat after me - I'M NOT FAT :P
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