Day of damning disappointments
Every journey has it's ups and downs, it's twists and turns. The straightest roads are the highways, but we don't hold F1 races there. Similarly, my journey too had it's own share of ups and downs. In my case though, my 'down' was my weight went 'up'. Okay, sorry for boring you with the stupid wordplay.
So a week had passed. My weight was coming down, slowly and steadily. The gym sessions were tiring, but for a change, I was more determined this time than my previous attempts. The diet program had cut off my rice, rotis, and most of the favorite vegetables like potato, peas, corn, carrot and paneer. For a vegetarian, if you take away his potato and paneer, you take away his 70% food. I hope now you people understand my predicament. But I braved on, in the first week. The journey was ably supported by my wife who also had to give up all her favorite dishes and was forced to like stuff like 'tandelja ki bhaji' (I honestly what it is called in any other language except BAD TASTE). However, every addict rebounds atleast once. And yours truly did not wait long to rebound.
"So, let's celebrate tonight!" I told my wife. Her photograph had been selected in the prestigious exhibition by National Institute of Photography. And the best celebrate I was aware of, was food. I took out my phone and ordered my favorite- Paneer sandwich (large) and a white pasta. FOR ME. And a shawarma for my wife. And it was her success we were celebrating by the way.
People say that mirror doesn't lie. False. Mirrors may still lie, but a weighing scale never lies. I had gained a kilo and half in a day. To put things in context, it had taken me a week of dieting, breaking my bones in gym and walking the whole day to do those evil 10,000 steps a day to lose 2 kg. I just stared at the numbers, and so did my trainer. "What did you cheat, Shivam?" she asked sternly. I stammered the reply. The truth. Believe me guys, if you cheat on your partner, you still have a chance at survival, but cheat on your diet and your trainer can murder you with their eyes. I just felt a stab at my heart.
It was disappointing. I was disappointed in myself. Shivam Pandya was better than this. I would overcome this, I was sure. I just gritted my teeth and stepped on the treadmill. I was only reminded of one line from Dark Knight trilogy:
Why do we fall? So that we can rise up stronger.
What happened next? Watch this space for more!
So a week had passed. My weight was coming down, slowly and steadily. The gym sessions were tiring, but for a change, I was more determined this time than my previous attempts. The diet program had cut off my rice, rotis, and most of the favorite vegetables like potato, peas, corn, carrot and paneer. For a vegetarian, if you take away his potato and paneer, you take away his 70% food. I hope now you people understand my predicament. But I braved on, in the first week. The journey was ably supported by my wife who also had to give up all her favorite dishes and was forced to like stuff like 'tandelja ki bhaji' (I honestly what it is called in any other language except BAD TASTE). However, every addict rebounds atleast once. And yours truly did not wait long to rebound.
"So, let's celebrate tonight!" I told my wife. Her photograph had been selected in the prestigious exhibition by National Institute of Photography. And the best celebrate I was aware of, was food. I took out my phone and ordered my favorite- Paneer sandwich (large) and a white pasta. FOR ME. And a shawarma for my wife. And it was her success we were celebrating by the way.
People say that mirror doesn't lie. False. Mirrors may still lie, but a weighing scale never lies. I had gained a kilo and half in a day. To put things in context, it had taken me a week of dieting, breaking my bones in gym and walking the whole day to do those evil 10,000 steps a day to lose 2 kg. I just stared at the numbers, and so did my trainer. "What did you cheat, Shivam?" she asked sternly. I stammered the reply. The truth. Believe me guys, if you cheat on your partner, you still have a chance at survival, but cheat on your diet and your trainer can murder you with their eyes. I just felt a stab at my heart.
It was disappointing. I was disappointed in myself. Shivam Pandya was better than this. I would overcome this, I was sure. I just gritted my teeth and stepped on the treadmill. I was only reminded of one line from Dark Knight trilogy:
Why do we fall? So that we can rise up stronger.
What happened next? Watch this space for more!
Been there... Very recently... Gained 2kgs ina week dat was lost in a period of 2 months😢
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