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I am looking good! I have a habit of checking my mirror and standing on the bathroom scales. This time last year I had put on weight, my cheeks were puffed up, my eyes looked terrible and some of my clothes didn't fit me. But now, oh I feel so good. All my attempts at dieting were terrible! I was going on some plan or other from magazines and so called experts advice and where are they now? In the trash where they belong! When it comes down to it, there is no miracle and you don't need to wonder if you need liposuction and any of this artificial rubbish
I said to myself, "Get flaming real girl! What do I want?
I wanted my figure back, I wanted to wear my old clothes and I wanted to look like I did way back, before my period of self abuse and I do
How did I do it then, what's my secret?
Oh no, I will not give you any secret, I have already told you there is no secret. It is plain and simple. There is no comfort either. It is sacrifice and pain and above all, the desire must burn within you and you believe in yourself! What use the woman who has three crème cakes, four chocolate bars and a diet coke in her shopping trolley?
Get swimming, go to the gym and watch what you eat but don't count the calories that much. Yes, every now and then you may indulge yourself in a treat. Fat and calories is just like an algebraic equation. What goes in must be burnt off and keep the formula balanced on both sides of the equals sign. I have swam lengths and run on treadmills and toned with weights and yes I look brilliant and more importantly because I was uncomfortable with it, I changed it, Now I feel so damn good inside too!
Never be forced to change because it's what you see in the glossies, if you are comfortable with what you are, stay there, why change? Only change if you want too and if you desire to for yourself!

I went out with my friend Aya yesterday. We went to a little health food restaurant after our shopping trip. It was not because it was a conscious decision, but it was just there, close to where we were shopping. It was amusing in a way to see some of the people who frequent that place. Which one was it? I am not saying, but if anyone knows of one at the top of a certain park, where old men practice Tai Chi in the surrounding gardens every morning and young men practice Karate Kata of an evening, it may just be that one. Many joggers use that park also. They stretch away in a warm up routine and then fired up, off they go. My arms were already stretched from transferring my shopping from the stores to the car! A couple of joggers returned from their trip around the park and lit cigarettes like lovers supposedly do after their exercise! Is that health hypocrisy?
In between inhalations they would tell me the evils of a greasy cheeseburger perhaps?

So we sat in there and looked at the menu. When I am in a restaurant, I tend to not look at other people. I have many reasons for that, but my primary one is like that of the ostrich. If my head is in the sand, they can't see me either! I need privacy sometimes, even if I go to public places. But wearing a false mustache and glasses would defeat the object!
But this time I did look around. One person I saw was eating with one hand whilst squeezing hand muscle grips with the other. I hope he remembers to alternate hands!
I opted for the tuna salad, which was quite nice, but really it should have been Art Nouveau! It looked really wonderful but there was not enough on the plate to worry a sufferer of anorexia nervosa!
And those terrible plastic chairs. After we left, I had more of a pain in my butt than that American guy I helped the other week (the one with hemorrhoids!) must have suffered!
Purposely designed I feel, to ensure we eat quickly (not difficult due to offered portions) and move us on out.
Added this one to my list of places never to attend again whilst I am still sane!
Damn these headaches!

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