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Anonymous asked: I hope you reach your goal and all but why do your weight loss posts show up as hijabi tagged posts?
Oh, that’s my attempt at “spreading the word” (and shamelessly gaining followers). Because I never saw Desis/Muslims when on the weight loss tag, etc., so here I am. I wanted to page break the post but it doesn’t let you on photosets.
Sorry.
And I’m going to continue doing it. Sorry again.
Day 2: 509 calories; 5.16 miles
By the way, I stop exercising at 500 calories, the add-ons are me walking back to my apartment, my room, etc.
Anyways, IMPROVEMENT!
It may not be much, but, I finished 10 minutes earlier than yesterday, so todays session only took around 110 minutes!
I said that I would build up my walking/jogging speed, and maybe this is it. Or maybe it’s coincidence, but either way, I am excited about this.
I HOPE to lose two pounds by next Saturday. That would be great!
And, the second day of exercising is the hardest. I realized that when I woke up in the morning. First day, you’re pumped up, you want to make a change. But the second day you’re tired, and remember how sore you felt the first day. I almost didn’t go today BUT I had motivation (more like a threat that I’ll be miserable if I don’t lose weight). This is where my motivation poster comes in! I MAY hang it (once I am done making it) on the wall next to my bed, eye level with my head. Or just stick it on the inside cover of my “calorie log book” (self-explanatory).
But the point is, I have things to motivate me through the long process. The future seems bleak, mostly with images of me stuck eating carrots forever. But, that’s not true. I just have to take each day stride by stride. I have to push myself.
(P.S. I may not post my daily calorie intakes for each day, it’s becoming a hassle and this isn’t my main blog. So maybe if something unusual or good arises, I’ll post it on here. Something worth sharing.)
(P.P.S. Sorry for the lousy format of my posts, but I haven’t much time to write my posts carefully. Soon, I’ll work on it.)
Half of my relationship with Desi food. I never really thought about this until now, but part of the reason I want to lose weight is so I can eat without being judged.
Drop all of the pretenses. At least half of the time you see someone fat getting a big plate full of food or seconds, you think “Yeah, thought so…” You’re not surprised AT ALL. In fact, you expect them to get more food. I mean, duh, if they’re fat obviously that means they eat a lot, but aside from that—you kind of look down on them and go “Seriously? You have no self control, of course you’re going to get more.”
And this ESPECIALLY with Desis. If Desi men get extras or seconds, you usually think “Huh, okay. Big stomach, I guess, he must really like the food…” But with WOMEN, it’s “DAYUUUUUM, do you have children to feed? Are you planning on hibernating soon?!”
Fuck that.
When I lose weight and become 125, I without a doubt know that my appetite for food will not have changed. I have a big appetite because guess what?
I. LOVE. FOOD.
I usually eat until my stomach is full/satisfied and is it really my fault that my stomach is large? Do you want me to take a bite out of one leg of chicken and pat my bony belly and say “I’m full?” Well I don’t plan on rolling that way, sister.
Food is a pleasure. Honestly, food brings me joy. If I want to have a nice day, I ALWAYS make sure I have good food to eat—it’s like half the party. Live, laugh love. Love food. LOVE IT!!
So the thing is, when I do become 125, I will more or less eat the same way that I do now. “But isn’t the counterproductive?” Uh, yeah, but it’s called exercising twice a week to maintain your weight and I don’t gorge myself on a regular basis (more like barely). One of the “Americanized’ advantages of being a Muslim in the West is that you can barely eat fast food or candy, or whatever. And being a Desi? Everything is fresh.
And okay, when you see someone skinny getting a big plate or seconds, you go “Wow, would never have guessed that. Huh, okay…” What, where’s all the talk of self control? Oh yeah, I remember, you left it with the fatsos.
You don’t look at a skinny person and judge them on the amount of food they get/eat (except if it’s a so tiny portion). And how I would kill to be looked at that way. At parties, when I stand in line getting my food, I can feel eyes on me, even though no one may be looking at all.. But still, how silly is that? How silly is it to be scared of the amount of food you get? There are worser things to be judged on, and food isn’t one of them.
So what I’m trying to say is that I know I will always love food and if I see something A-MAZ-ING and want more of it (chicken tikka, haleem, pizza, cinnamon pretzels, whatever), I want to actually be able to get it. I don’t want to be held back by judgement. Manners, yes, I will condone that, but not judgement. I want to be comfortable, like I have said a billion times in previous posts. Some things people do for the love of others….I’m doing this for the love of food—literally. I want one less thing to be judged about.
And I know this post sounds/seems whiny, like “Ah man, boo hoo, I just want to eat SO MUCH and stupid society, screw you, food forever!! <3” Ah, yes and no, but whatever.
Ran (walked) 5.16 miles = 508 calories!
Takes only two hours, I swear. I jogged for about…a minute. Ugh, still can’t keep up. And then my left calf started hurting, it was a strain. According to LIVESTRONG it is due to overexerting myself, etc.
Which is really pathetic since in total the amount of time I jogged this session is less than five minutes.
So I guess I have to start building myself up. Ew, and I live on a hill.
Anyways, screw Mondays, right? I decided to start (again) today. I’m working on this motivation poster, which I’ll post later this week.
Shameful
Haven’t posted on since Sunday because I didn’t want to make it definite….
but I failed. Monday started off well but became terrible and ever since I’ve been saying “tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow”. Well it’s tomorrow and nothing has changed.
Urgh. AND I haven’t been to class, and am only going to tomorrow because I have an essay to write. What’s wrong with me?
This sucks so hard. Okay, here’s what I’ll do.
FRIDAY. Friday is when I have no class and I’m 80% I am not going to visit my family this weekend. I will stop procrastination on both my diet and coursework.
I will get this shit done. I want to look AMAZING by the beginning of the summer, and have a great GPA, since I fucked up last semester.
This is the year of CHANGE. YES I CAN! (oh hey Obama…)
13 is my LUCKY NUMBER, and on 2013 I am DETERMINED not to be shit about myself or regret anything. I want 2013 to be MY year, and to make that happen I have to WORK for it.
Wow, I feel slightly better. Motivational speech? Check. Hmm, I may make some motivational signs to put in my room, only I need to print them in color.
Anyways, how are YOUR plans going? Have you had better luck than me?
first day of exercising
I woke up at 11 thinking I would have breakfast but I decided to eat it after exercising. I wasn’t sure that would be a good idea, but I went with it anyways.
I went outside at 11:47 or so and began walking for a minute or two. I considered this a “‘warm-up” because I wasn’t going to full on run from the beginning. And when I did decide to run, woah buddy! I couldn’t last more than a minute without making my throat dry or my breath ragged. Honestly, I tried this a couple of times, but I got so tired.
What I did instead was walk. Yes, you heard—walk. It’s not the same thing was running, but at least I’m still burning calories. When I used to run on the treadmill all those times ago, I still burned 500 calories. And guess what?
I burned 510 calories today.
Or so says my pedometer. I was “normal” walking, I suppose, and sometimes tried walking a bit quicker. Starting from 12:09 to 2:07, two hours, I had achieved my calories burnt goal and walked 5.22 miles. Aw yeah!
But I’m not going to lie and say I felt great. I felt a bit upset that I wasn’t running, and still am, and that walking won’t help me much. I have to push myself, right? I could even have done a sprint near the end of the walk but didn’t. I feel like I’m going to slowly build myself up to a tolerance, walking and then eventually running quicker. Because isn’t that what helps tone you? Pushing your body out of its comfort zone?
I felt consciences too, because I was walking within my apartment complex and people and cars might stare. But honestly, I stopped caring and looked straight ahead. What can they do to me? I don’t know them, I don’t care. Come at me, bro.
In the end, I feel good. I feel like two hours is well worth it. And I didn’t feel nauseous afterwards from not not eating breakfast.
This is DAY ONE and I hope I can have the determination and discipline to continue it. I am going to do some exercise to tone my stomach as well, and I’ll mix it up throughout the week.
Last Supper! My uncle went to a buffet today and brought me food! I was going to buy frozen pizza, but this was much better!
It’s some popcorn shrimp, breaded catfish, corn bits, lobster/crab salad, cheese bread rolls, hush puppies and orange juice. Calories: ~enough to be delicious~
Sad thing is that I ate it after 12 am, so now it’s 4:22 am in the morning as I type this and my calorie intake for the day is messed up. Am I going to let this bother me?
No. Because I can still exercise today and diet. Not everyday is going to be perfect. And to tell the truth, I already feel lazy—I don’t want to exercise.
I feel tired already, ughhhhh. I’m going to be tired and thirsty. BOOOO
Anyways, I looked up stuff to do before running. Surprisingly, there is a whole side to eating breakfast before running. On one site, I saw that I shouldn’t, because this is when the body burns fat the most—on an empty stomach. But on other websites it, says to eat a light breakfast to give me energy.
Hmmm.
I’ll go with eating breakfast, because I know that I get light-headed when running on an empty stomach. I’m thinking two boiled eggs and an orange, with plenty of water. Maybe 30 minutes to an hour before exercising. Why eggs and an orange? For one, eggs are an excellent way to start of the day, it gives you energy and stuff. And an orange because I don’t want to eat bread or pears. Or grapefruit -.-
Stretches? Well geez, I thought it helped prevent cramps but after Googling it, turns out is does little to no help, and actually hurts the body, like tensing it and stuff.
Huh.
I’m tired and want to pass out. I have class at 4 (yup), so I’ll probably wake up at 11 or 12. I’ve got exercise pants (aerodynamic or something—I wanted something loose besides sweats), training bras that I have never worn in my life (except when I first started ~wearing~ bras; but then my mom forced me to wear actual bras and I hated it), this nice zip hoodie without sleeves so I don’t have to wear a scarf, and shoes that aren’t necessarily for exercising than it is for comfort.
I also have songs on my phone. I decided to go on a Disney downloading spree. I was going to do dubstep as well but urgh, not yet. If only I liked Kanye, Jay-Z, etc.—they have nice beats to run to, but the only one I like is Drake. Does Kid Cudi count? Because I don’t think he does. But anyways, he’s alright. LOL, I also tried going on an opera spree, but they’re not much running music, haha.
Anyways, I think I’m going to pass out. To the bed!
groceries I
Came back from groceries! Here’s what I bought (too lazy to capitalize everything, blehh):
- ice cube lettuce (or what I like to call “Desi lettuce”, haha) - 1.14
- cauliflower - 2.28
- whole wheat bread - 2.38
- baby carrots - 2 x 1.44
- grapefruit (mothertrucker! i thought these were oranges. i was suspicious because they were soft, but they didn’t have a label on them. ugh, at least they’re really good for diets) - 4 x 0.62 = 2.48
- cantaloupe - 1.58
- lemons - 3 x 0.12 = 0.36
- whole mushrooms - 1.58
- broccoli (4?) - 1.74
- cilantro - 0.28
- tilapia filet (I think 10 in the package) - 6.48
- tomato cherries - 3.48
- medium pitted olives - 1.34
- light ranch dressing (I don’t trust anything that is fat free, so I went for this instead—only 20 calories difference) - 2.18
- canned chick peas - 2 x 2.78 = eh, my calculator is out of reach
With my orange juice (Simply Orange is the best) that I bought for my Last Supper), the total is: $39.22
Was tax already included, or…? Is tax even applied to food? Anyways, that’s pretty good! Sometimes my grocerries total to around $50+.
Haha, quick story: last week when I was at the store, I hadn’t used my debit card for about a month so when I went to enter my pin number, I forgot! So I was all
and I guessed, but it was correct!
Anyways…As you can see, I bought simple food. No “white people crap”; meaning, nothing fancy and out of the way that I see on so many diets. For those of you who are dieting and live with your family, etc, you can find almost all of these in your house already!
Side note: Mulan is so badass, I love that movie, omfg no don’t tell me she is not a princess, screw that, she is my favorite Disney princess.
lotusflowergems asked: I read the other person's question and seriously? I'm also 5'3".. What's up with all the short brown people?! Anyways, I'm going to be following the "halve" the food thing and also, taking more walks.. well, starting to take walks, that is. And brown food is almost impossible to do calorie counting. Oh man, I live at home too and it's a pain in the butt. Fruits and vegetables are the way to go, completely. But when the veggies are drenched in oil, what then? And the meat our mothers cook.. haha
I’m not even going to act surprised. Haha, I think there is something in our DNA that tells the body to stop growing after 5’3” :P
Great! I always thought dieting meant “go big or go home”, but any effort counts and can go a long way.
Ugh, tell me about it. I have a raging love/hate relationship with Desi food—no wonder almost everyone has diabetes and high cholesterol. When you are setting food on your plate, try and drench the oil away by pressing it against the side of the bowl with a spoon. And I know meat isn’t as good without the jhol (gravy thing) but it’s better than taking in extra oil/fat.
Good luck!
no excuses
Hi! I'm 18. I'm Desi and a hijabi. VERY insecure about my weight.
Family and I are going to BANGLADESH in the summer for my uncles (yes, plural) weddings. And you know how Desis are--they show no mercy when it comes to weight.
I am DETERMINED to feel comfortable in my own skin by the beginning of SUMMER and be fab-u-lous!
