I Lost 3 kilos in 2 Months

I know it’s not revolutionary to lose 3 kilos in 2 months. I don’t mean to sell any product anyway. But I know some people who couldn’t even lose a gram. If you’re one of those people and you would want to ask me how I did it, well, it’s a trade secret. It’s not what I’m going to talk about here in this blabber. I might talk about it sometime in the future. Might!

I want to respond to questions I recently received from some people. But of course, I can’t explain to them about this. They won’t listen. So, here I am blabbering to myself as if I was talking to Mushmush (the poor golden kitten, my reliable audience during my speech practice).
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“Why are you getting slimmer?”

“Have you been sick?”

At first, I just laughed at it, remembering my Throwback Thursday post on Facebook of my college photo. One friend told me that I looked like a drug addict. I was 50 kilos then. I was 70 kilos two months ago.

This morning, I met a former colleague outside the office. I haven’t seen him in two years. “What happened to you?” he asked. It was like his ‘good to see you’ greeting. “Why are you so thin?”

Of course, I didn’t want to explain to him that I had been going to the gym. To me, it would only sound like blowing my own horn. What if he was just fooling me around? Gosh! I can’t be a product endorser.

“You have to eat more! You look better when you were chubbier!” He interrupted me laughing. Actually, it sounds less harsh in English. But the way he said it in the vernacular, he sounded worried about me.

I agree! I look cute when I was chubbier. But I feel so much better in 67 kilos.

My cheekbones are an indication of my weight changes. When I’m chubbier, my face becomes round like an apple hiding the contours of my cheekbones. When I’m slimmer, I would expect to have a model-like face. Pouty lips. Oozing cheekbones. Chubby or thin, I always have pouty lips, with slit in the middle, which many models have by the way. With braces, I think my lips are even pouty-er. When I lose weight, my cheekbones become oozing. Period. But people don’t see it as model-ly. It looks sickly to them.

I just wish I could show them my baby abs. It’s not fully grown yet but I could feel it pushing through the walls of my tummy. I wish I could show them my baby biceps and my baby triceps. They are not that big yet, but I could feel them under my uniform. In fact, I thought the washing machine had eaten the arms of my shirt!

Contrary to what I was accused of (heavy word!), I never skipped a meal. And I still eat all the unhealthy foods like Adodo and Humba, but in moderation.

I could say that going to the gym three times a week, eating healthy food and eating unhealthy foods in moderation paid off. Two months ago, the right side of my belly would ache after jogging for thirty seconds. The heaviest I could lift without twitching my arms was 10 kilos. Sleeping was a torment. Waking up in the morning was even harder than sleeping. Now, I wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy. I feel energized! Sometimes, I even wake up earlier than my alarm clock’s call. At night, I doze off to sleep after a few seconds I lay in bed. So far, I’ve lifted 50 kilos. Now, I can jog for 4-6 minutes without stopping. It may not sound amazing to you (because you’re a cat, remember?), but to a wimpy man like me, it’s a milestone.

I still laugh at myself going to the gym. That’s why I avoid myself looking in the mirror. Gosh! It’s not in my cup of tea (or juice or coffee!) to flex in front of the panoramic mirror. I’m not against people doing it, but it’s just not my style. Fine! I did it once or maybe twice, but in the privacy of my room.

What have you learned from my blabber, you may ask? I don’t know! Maybe nothing. But thanks for listening. I tell you, I am healthy! I feel healthier! This is my journey towards becoming a model. Ahem!!! 

Mushmush, thank you for the support!

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