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Wednesday, June 21, 2006
a problem with Levi
Or shall I say Levi's. My Levi's. Dark wash, semi-boot leg, low-rise. The jeans that have fit me incredibly since college. Notice the past tense? Nowadays, if I wanted to wear them, I need to tummy-in like anything to get the button them up. Goddamn. There's a muffin top over it now. And damn big hips (and butt) that seem to not be aligned with the objective of staying slim.
Okay fine, I don't exercise. Well, at least not regularly. There's the occassional gym and badminton. I do however, eat only a half cup of rice per meal. Even less. My life is riddled with stress. I don't even like chocolates. I think I have to face the fact that I am growing old and my metabolism is out for revenge. For being overworked and sped up for the past 20-something years. I don't know if this is a good thing - but people always say that I don't get fat. Oh I must say it is an optical illusion. And then they laugh at me to dismiss that so-called joke. It may not be seen. But it is oh-so felt. By Levi, primarily. And my other pants. My Mango trousers are screaming... you're not a size 4 anymore so stop it! For some reason, the fat cells love the hip and butt area. My hypothesis for my seemingly unnoticable gainage would be that the upper body is devoid of this growth. Which brings me to my wishful thinking - wouldn't it be great if there was some natural fat relocation program? "I'm sorry, the posterior area is fully booked at the moment. We do however have vacancies a some floors above - may we suggest the chest area?" It's always a frustration, isn't it? I for one, am never contented with me. Sure at some point the confidence overrides the imperfections and there is some form of acceptance. But later on, you're suddenly awakened by the recollection that hey oh yeah my hips are improportional to the rest of my body. In this quest for contentment, I have actually gone back to gyming and badminton. Okay fine, not fully into it yet, but I am taking the pains of these so-called slimming activities. Now there's another thing - PAIN. The "No pain, no gain" thing is totally not working here. First of all, the objective is to lose. No gaining. Stop the gaining. So here it shall all boil down to: I shall face that fact that I can't stay skinny forever. Dangnabbit. 11 Comments:
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strapped in @ 
haha! i can certainly relate to the it-may-not-be-seen-but-oh-so-felt thing.
like you, i've been doing almost everything to lose some weight, to no avail.
well, actually, i'm lying. i'm just eating less. that's all. no exercise of any form. the only exercise i know is our favorite pastime,"malling".