Too Much Sweetness!

I went to work this morning feeling a little alarmed, well not a little, a lot! Why, you may ask. I have this jeans I haven't been wearing for weeks and today when I was about to wear it, I just have the most horrific moment that could happen to almost any girl who claims that they're on a diet. My jeans doesn't fit! It's too tight. It took all the strength I have and a lot of pulls just to fit the waistline beyond my hips (the part where my "friends" called "fats" usually manifest). At first I just can't believe it. I mean I've always claimed that I'm on a diet blah blah blah. How could this thing happen????? 

I don't get it. I barely eat meat, when I do, I go for fish and it's not even meat, or is it? I have been doing this because I always suffer from indigestion when I consume too much meat, plus I strongly believe I'm part vegetarian (in a "no-to-cruelty-against-animals" aspect), so not patronizing meat products discretely is my small way of saying "yeah I detest that".

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So I went on dissecting my eating habits this past few days. The culprit? Too much of everything sweet. Yep, you heard it. Honestly, if I add all the rice I consume in a day, it wouldn't go beyond 3 cups, ok I don't really measure what I eat but there's a thing called estimation so...

Don't you just love sweets? I mean, who wouldn't have their eyes popped and mouths drooling over this kind of display? I bet, any girl with a sweet tooth would definitely take a step back when they pass by this kind of store in any street.

I realized, there wasn't a single day I never ate something sweet. From Egg Pie (which I absolutely love!), to that super delicious banana cake served in a nearby store, to my all time fave Milky Knots and Moby caramel puffs, Curly tops, Cloud 9 (goodness! I could go on and on about this). I may have overlooked it but yes, I always have them in my bag, or if I don't I just take that very short walk to my favorite bakeshop where I find my heaven of pastries.

Now what do I do? Here's my list. For starters, I wouldn't;

1.) Look back. Absolutely not, when I pass by some bakeshop, I will not look at it at all. hah!

2.) Be tempted to give in. I won't, for the life of me (or for this moment), be tempted to go to that section in the grocery store where I could find most of sweet somethings. I just want them out of my sight, "out of sight out of mind" right? Oh my, I forgot I have kids, so I may not be able to avoid it after all. Poor me. =(

3.) Give up the idea that while I strongly believe, that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I also believe that too much of something is always bad. 

4.) Be slacking. From now on, I'll try to work out (hey, walking to my workplace is still called work out right?).

I went over to Mercury Drug this lunch time just to see how much I gained weight. (For the information of everybody and for those who didn't know, Mercury drug store have this machine where you just drop 5 peso coin in it and then it measures your weight, height and BMI) The process takes about 5 minutes tops. I gained 2 pounds, yes well, what did I expect right? I mean honestly I don't need that machine to tell me that I'm 2-pounds heavier, that jeans is enough proof. I guess I'm kind of sadistic in that way, I love rubbing things in. I knew it already but still I want to prove it more, and what do I get? More frustration.

I don't know if I should take all the blame myself, or should I blame it to the concept of creating pastries which are heavenly and sinfully good. Or I should blame everything to this thing called calories. And there's a new definition of calories;

 Are you sure you haven't spotted them on your closet yet?

Take care,