December's come and almost gone, the entire year's wasted away and i'm still left with a flourishing paunch and a whole lot of fat.
I paid through my nose for a gym membership. I tried kickboxing. I checked my thyoid levels over and over. Still no luck.
I don't enjoy gymming. I hate it. I find it pointless, and unnecessarily excruciating. Yes, one sees results, but gosh, do i have to go through all that torture to see them? Moan and groan and exhaust myself?
It's not like it's a new realisation. I've known that i don't enjoy gymming forever now. I enjoyed kickboxing, but it didn't become addictive enough. I like swimming. I like dancing. I enjoy the stillness of the mind that Yoga offers. But i just haven't been able to find any of those in places that are accessible.
So here i am, looking at all the pretty faces around me, knowing that i can be one too - if only i could get rid of all that rubbish and yeah, change my eating habits - but lazy and unable to do anything about it.
I lack discipline. And motivation. Ugh.
It's messing with my head. Not liking. Not liking at all.
3 comments:
Q: What do you call fables with slightly overweight animals in them?
A: Tales from the Paunch-atantra.
Q: Who is the fittest (and goofiest) of the hollywood stars?
A: Gym Carry. He can workout anytime, anywhere.
JB
Hahahahahahahahaha! I'll ignore the fact that you had to crack these on the post that deals with my lard-issues and have a good laugh anyway!
And no, i can't think of any to crack right now!
Ah! All that I can say, as a non-active gym member myself struggling with fat..
Hum Paunchy ek daal ke
JB
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