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I’m sorry buddies for being missing for way too long. And nope, I wasn’t exactly pigging out the time when I was away, but I’m just excited to share something with you guys.

It’s been about 9 months since I started on my diet and exercise regime. To date, I’ve lost 57 pounds and I’m really glad about it. (Though I swear I could have lost all my weight by now if I were more disciplined but still…YAY!) So I was checking the healthy weight range chart online and am incredibly ecstatic to find out that I’m just about 5 pounds (140) away from the healthy weight at my height. Of course, I aim to go lower than that but it’s nevertheless one huge milestone for me and hopefully, I can reach it by the time the upcoming summer break is over. Once again, I’m off to fight the exams monster so good luck to everyone who’s trying to lose weight.

Remember: Never ever give up!

Hello buddies!

I’ve got a little confession to make: I haven’t exactly been exercising since school started and while I didn’t gain weight, I was pretty much disgusted at my sedentary lifestyle. So, since Monday, I’ve committed myself to a whole new work-out plan than involves hitting the gym for 5 days per week. At this juncture, I’m thankful that I’m currently staying in a dorm and that it has a pretty good gym. So I get my ass up early in the morning and run on the treadmill for a good 25 minutes and even began lifting weights.

(For those who don’t believe in lifting weights to lose fat, here is an article that would change your mind.)

As for dieting, I’m quite determined to not to go back to my old diet because I can see that it has some serious negative effects on me. After a few fainting spells, I’ve decided that enough is enough, I’m not gonna deprive myself anymore. Have began to start counting calories instead and giving myself a maximum of 1200 calories per day.

I’m currently in my junior year and hopefully, the last 30 pounds or so would have disappeared by the time I’m in senior year. =)

Hello buddies! I’m so sorry for not being active here for the longest time. I kept myself busy during the break by carolling with my a cappella group and also, have attempted to cook for a couple of weeks now. My culinary skills are slowly improving but there’s always more to be done.

So I celebrated my 22nd birthday a few days ago and my friends surprised me with a 2-piece bathing suit. I was apprehensive to try it on but did anyway and was pleasantly surprised by the results of my hard work.

Sure, there is plenty of room for improvement (note the love handles and chunky thighs)  but what really surprised me is how comfortable I’ve become at looking at my body in the mirror, even with the skimpy bathing suit. I don’t think I’ve felt that way in a long time.

Definitely not when I looked like this:

Recently, I’ve hit a plateau. So, will be trying extra hard to shake up my workout routine to shed the remaining 30 pounds or so. =)

How’s everyone doing?

Good day buddies! Just thought I’d leave a short update before I trot off to fight the final exams monsters for the next 2 weeks. (Yeah, it’s a pain that the papers are spread over 2 weeks and I’m only taking 5 classes. GAH.)

In view of the coming exams, I’ve decided to relax my exercise and diet regime a little the next 2 weeks. This doesn’t mean I’m gonna start to binge, but rather I’d be working at maintaining my weight loss. I swear I’d work out religiously for the holidays once I get the exams out of my way. Gee, I wouldn’t even have thought of myself being at the current weight that I’m at now, it’s a little crazy for me. =) My aim is to reach 148 pounds by new year’s day so wish me luck on that.

As a side news, I realised I’ve yet to measure my waistline since I’ve started slimming down in August. So I took out the tape and lo and behold! My waistline has whittled down to a respectable 32 inches. At my heaviest, my waistline peaked at 40 inches, so that was another great encouragement to me.

Hope you guys have a great week!

My first ever, before and after shots.

Here’s me at 202 pounds. It’s taken some time in May 2007, I was at the Grand Canyon and it was awesome. Couldn’t say the same for my weight though.

And here’s the new me, after losing 41 pounds to become the 161 pounds that I am today.

Sorry for the bad resolution but I just thought that it’s time for a little update.

Thanks for the encouragement, I’ve since stopped stuffing myself silly. But the irritating thing is that I’ve been down with food poisoning since 2 days ago and it has thus, seriously affected my appetite. Couldn’t really eat much so I guess that’s a good thing anyway.

Phonology test. Interactional discourse essay. Exams. Eating nonsense. Not working out.

HELP!

I did a lot of soul searching yesterday and thought about what’s driving my whole weight loss programme. Part of the reason lies with the fact that I’ve been on the receiving end of fat jokes for more than a decade. I felt unwanted and always thought that I was a ‘lesser’ being just because I couldn’t fit in with my thin peers. My relatives mocked at me whenever I was around for the Chinese New Year dinner. I could feel them eyeing every single morsel I devour from the table and progressively, as I got older, they kept harping on the fact that I’m still single simply because no boy would want a fat girlfriend. They were wrong of course because, I did meet my first boyfriend when I was 17.

I knew he loved me as a person but he just couldn’t handle the fact that I weighed so much more than him. It was one of the reasons for all the arguments until I delivered an ultimatum: Love me as I am or we should just call it quits. We did, and consequently, he did try to get me back and we were in an on-off relationship till last Christmas when I decided to just end it for good. I am only 21 and I do believe I deserve better. If he couldn’t accept how I look, chances are, there are many faults that he couldn’t live with anyway. Still, it didn’t mean I was immune to all the horrible emotional onslaught that followed and as a matter of fact, my ego was shattered because the break-up further vindicated what the relatives have said all along.

Another incident came along which seriously devastated my self-esteem. Now, I know I may be fat but I’ve always been popular among friends because I’m the one with the sense of humor, the life of the party, or so they say. So once, I was at this party with my incredibly model-like girl friends, we’re having a great time when they bumped into their guy friends who happened to have other  guy friends too. In accordance with normal social protocol, the guys take turns shaking hands with us and introducing themselves. But the last guy did something that completely threw me off-guard. As he went down the line, shaking hands with my awesome friends, he simply skipped me and was back to the dance-floor. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so insulted in my life.

And come to think of it, it’s been really unfair. I realize I could be really smart, funny, witty and be a damn good singer but it would not matter just because people could not see past my size and that really sucks. They couldn’t make it past the first layer to discover that I’ve got so much more to offer than those waif-like bimbos. It’s disheartening because if compared to the relatives, I could be the brain with the scholarship but it wouldn’t mean anything simply because I wasn’t thin and beautiful.

However, that was months ago and I’ve decided enough is enough. I’m now out with a vengeance to prove my detractors wrong.

Yes, I’m pretty much dangerous.

Sorry for not being a regular blogger cos I was busy with school work. (As it is, I actually skipped my class today just so I could take a breather from all the assignments and tests.) On the health side, I’ve been losing weight a tad too slow for my liking these days. It took almost a good 10 days before I shed 2 pounds and trust me, weighing myself daily just to see that the needle didn’t move an inch almost killed me. I wanted to defenestrate myself. (Hurhur. New word that I picked up on Facebook. Means to “throw out of the window”.) But anyway, I’m glad I did manage to lose that 2 pounds to become 174 pounds (79kg) which was basically the weight I was at when I was 14 years old. Woots.

Bumped into my cousin at the mall the other day and she was rather astonished at how much weight I lost. And I was absolutely filled with pride when I informed her that I did it all through my own efforts (no pills, no slimming centers, no “miracle” gels etc) and I could tell she was impressed. Well, I’m still waiting to shock more relatives when I see them next during the Lunar New Year.

KA-BAM!

Argh. So anyway, it was my friend’s 21st birthday party last night and I kinda got carried away with the food. But that’s alright, all it’s gonna do is to make me more determined to stick strictly to my diet and exercise regime until the next party comes along.

And it was pretty sweet when one of my friends, whom I haven’t seen since July, telling me that I’m looking good. =)

So from now on, I’m charging full steam ahead to my mini goal. 18 pounds away ain’t that hard and I’m sure I can do it.

Since I’m a little more than 1/4 through my goal, I’d like to list down things I’d like to do once the glorious day arrives.

1. Weep tears of joy and head out to eat my first KFC in months.

2. Get a bikini, wear it to the beach and get a tan with my girlfriends. It’s a little pact my girls and I have made so I’m working hard to hit the beach and flaunt off my new figure.

3. SHOPPING in the non-plus sections! And I’d get the most outrageously sexy stuff out there and hit the clubs in town.

4. Well of course, since I’m gonna hit the clubs, I’m gonna shake my boootay like no one’s looking.

5. I’m seriously gonna take up Salsa-dancing. I’ve been way conscious about how I look and therefore, never had the guts to do it. But by then, it’s not gonna be a problem anymore.

6. Encourage my brother to get off the couch and start moving.

7.  Shock people/friends/foes whom I’ve not seen in years.

8. Get a new hairdo.

9. Head to the skin center to get my skin fixed.

10. Kick ass for every gig I’m singing in.