Confessions of an Almost Thirty Gym Virgin: Page 2

Ow!  Ow!  Ow!

From the way, I passed out on my bed an hour ago, a sane individual would have doubts about whether I was alive or not but each of creaking, moaning, groaning, joints, cartilages, muscles, ligaments, tendons bears testimony to my being very much alive.  I swear I never knew I had so many body parts that could hurt quite so individually…

I have learned today that there are worse things than the possible embarrassments you imagine.  I did not fall on the treadmill as per my worst case scenario, instead I found myself on my back, trying to lift up without lifting my head.  I failed miserably and to my mortification, for the set of 25, I had to rely on the trainer’s assistance to actually move the apparatus so I could complete the movement.

Even worse, I always thought I so knew how to twist.  However, put me on a machine to do this and for 10 minutes, you will watch a trainer come up to me and tell me to try and complete the movement without moving my shoulders.

Oh, the agony!  But strangely, there’s a sense of deep accomplishment.  After months of inactivity, I completed an hour of pretty rigorous exercise without bursting into tears.  This may work out after all.  (I hope!)

According to my own assessment, I am nearly 15 kilograms over my desired weight and no, you cannot have the figure just yet.  Provided I manage to stick to my diet and exercise in Ramadan, starting on Friday, I hope to lose at least half that in one month.  I was thinking if I could manage to lose 4 kilograms in 2 weeks without the gym and just watching what I eat, the target is not too unmanageable.  Besides, it is now a matter of pride for me to lose weight.  I now have an ongoing bet to  be lighter on chand raat than I will be tomorrow with a family friend.  He had the gall to laugh in my face when I told him I wouldn’t be eating pakoras for iftar this year.  And then, the icing on the cake was his remark after the bet that his prayers will now be focused on my putting on weight rather than the reverse.  uffff!!  Men!!  I am finding them highly intolerable these days in any capacity.  And to think I was holding his 11 month daughter in my arms at the time… I was so angry I could have thrown the kid at him – and the way I’m feeling now, if it had been a son, I probably would have done so.   Needless to say, the satisfaction of my honour now rests on my dropping pounds.

The sad thing his that bhai’s laughter makes sense.  For some odd, incomprehensible reason, the link between pakoras and fasting is probably deeper than between Tarawih and fasting.  What is it about these deep fried, spiced morsels of chick pea flour mixed with potatoes and coriander and onions and spinach that just drives me to keep reaching long after I am full.  It is a disease honestly, to look at food still on the dastarkhwan, and just compulsively reaching for it.

May the Almighty Allah help me in remembering that this Ramadan is more about pleasing Him, and remaining healthy rather than about parathas, samosas and pakoras…

In other news, I think I’m going to buy myself a treadmill.  I love that machine.  Any takes on possible purchase in Isloo?


3 Responses to “Confessions of an Almost Thirty Gym Virgin: Page 2”

  1. Thursday, September 13, 2007 at 0:53

    Hmmm. Would you be interested in writing at Chowrangi.com? We are always on the look for original stuff like yours.

  2. 2 PsycheD
    Thursday, September 13, 2007 at 16:03

    and a ramadhan mubarak to u too babe!

    ahh…excercise..gym…treadmill…a breakup and anti-men attitude are gr8 motivators by the way 😛 makes go take that extra step – extra pump (weights i.e.) and extra twists and jumps and flexes.

    and about the pakoras, samosas and pakoras…every ramadhan we all make the resolution to stay away from them – but ha!!

    here’s a wgt management (not sure about using loss here) secret…excercise on empty tummy. then gorge after 20 mins after the workout..the science behind that is, when u excercise, ur metabolism increases…hence anything that makes it to ur tummy after that is burnt right away = no fat deposit. try it and tell me if it actually works! 🙂

    and oh! btw…as i mentioned last night – that msg actually got me back to blogging! do check ok!

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