Being fat..(whether you like it or not)

Of course you love yourself.

Be it, fat or thin. Tall or short. Fair or dark. It is just you. If there is anyone in this world that you should love most, it should be yourself. At least, love yourself first before you love others.

You also look good. Again, be it fat, thin, tall, short, fair or dark. I'm sure there will be someone, somewhere who likes you just they way you do, of course besides yourself. I've so many thin people whom are attracted to fat people, vice versa. I've also met many people whom find really skinny people very attractive (remember Kate moss, she is being paid handsomely for being so skinny), and some fat people very popular and rich (the classic Oprah Winfrey, I couldn't remember the last time she is within the acceptable BMI range).

Initial Conclusion : Being fat is just fine.

You see, I totally agreeable with the conclusion. I really don't mind other people being fat, which includes my father, young sister, aunts and uncles, in laws, in laws relatives etc etc. In fact, fat people seems to have great attitude. They crack good jokes, they can laugh at themselves and some are so adoreable and cute too. (However, this does not include my wife..She shall not be fat.So jahat..:P)

But just cannot accept myself being fat. And for the hatred of being individually fat and overweight, I've made up my mind (this time seriously), that I will strive to acheive my ideal bodyweight.

And for that reason, I setup this blog. This blog will record my journey to becoming a physically fit person.

I know and realize that this will never become an easy feat. Knowing myself, I've been trying to do this countless times. And, as always, it has never became a really successful story anyways.

Wish me luck.

You are fat (Ellya)

You are fat.

Face the fact. You are obese (although not that obviously obese) but still you pack more fat than muscle.

Your can hardly wear your old clothes to work, even there are not so old (the shirt you bought last November can barely fit you). You only wear two pants to work, one black and the other one is grey. You will try your best to put on dark colored clothes, black, blue etc. Those bright colors shirts your wife bought are now hanging peacefully in your closet. You don't wear pink anymore, although you used to get praised by girls on how good you used to look in that shirt.

Your jeans is so tight, you cant sit on the floor properly. It squeezes your crotch and you cannot breath. Everyone will notice how you put your grim face while trying to catch breath. One of your favorite cargo pants button's just gone missing, without even you noticing. Your wrist got bigger too. Suddenly you cannot fit the watch you've been using for the past 5 years.

Everybody thinks you are fat. Ask your mak, ayah, papa, mama, all of your cousins, aunties/ uncle, colleagues, your ex-girlfriends and your wife. Ask your son when he's old enough. But don't ask your subordinate, they might think that its wise not tell the truth about you.

Ok la.

I'm fat.