Battle of the scales

So there is this one girl in the office - she is employed by our local and tiny sister company, but their employees like to think they are part of our group, and who am i to distinguish on every little detail - anyway, there is definitely no love lost relationship between me and this girl.

She has this high and mighty air around her, but unfortunately she does not has the look to carry that "I-am-better-than-thou" look.
Poor her.

She does try so hard to carry that uppity aura around her.
And, that look definitely not doing anything to prevent premature lines.

Often, she look at people through the corner of her eyes. I did debate with my self (the bad me and the good me), whether or not to tell her about "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder". If she want to admire my see-through black top, why can't she see it directly, not through the corner of her eyes. It's like she is afraid we looking straight into her eyes. She has to show her eyes more often you know?
I do sometime still has conscious. Sometimes. OK, rarely, but I have my moments.

Her "looking from the corner of her eyes" is also disturbing for me. It freaks me out. I am not sure what she is thinking. Either she is admiring black chandelier earrings or is she scrutinizing my zit. I don't like it when I can not know what the others around me is thinking.
It is disturbing. It is unsettling. Its worrisome.
I definitely don't like her. (See, she successfully brings the paranoia in me).

Anyways.

So, last week, I was on my way to the toilet, and she just walking out. And, my automatic thought is "iiii....Bulet" (meaning: round). Hey, I don't want to be mean. But, sometimes, my mind has its own directions. Its like when i try to save some money, and my mind directs me to the closest Zara stores, and i just have to buy this cute new t-shirt. I am weak. Sue me.

But, its true, she does gain some extra kilos (actually she gained that extra kilos is due to she was birthing new life in the world. But fact is still fact. The fact is she gain weight. period.)

Ahh....If only the story ends there.

I did forgot something.
It's called: KARMA.

And the result was tragic.

Yesterday morning, i almost could not zip my maroon mermaid skirt. I don't like this at all. See, even indirectly she could causing me so much unhappiness.

So I do what any girl will do in my position.
I automatically scheduled for my exercises and diet plan. I plan to to wake up at 5 to do power walk every morning, join Pilates and Yoga class twice a week, Cardio exercise at every night, followed by Sit-ups before sleep.
And my diet plan? No Carbo. No Sugar. No fried stuff. No Dairy Products.

Results?
Again, it was tragic.

I came home at 6.30 in the afternoon, straight to the sofa watching E!news and enjoyed my McD chocolate sundae. Plus, I found out eating fries with the sundae is the best thing ever. From TV straight to full on dinner. Who am I to say no to grilled chicken with the full cream gravy? (Didn't I said that i was weak?).
Then at 9, I went straight to bed. What sits up?
Again, i console myself that I will do the power walk in the morning.

I woke up this morning at 7. I have to choose between power walk or flat-ironing my hair. Since you wouldn't even imagine what my real hair look like in the morning, you definitely know which option that i choose, eh?

Anyway, this is only my first day of my diet and exercise plan. Hope for a better one on the second day.

But I am definitely sceptic of the performability of this plan. After all, i enjoyed two smoked beef risoles (complete with eggs and mayo) and Deep fried filled tofu with peanut sauce in the morning. Heaven! And i found out during lunch break i could slip into smaller size (You don't expect me to disclose my size here, right?) of a Puce colored chiffon top from (X)sml anniversary sale. Double heaven! The purchase from (x)sml has been sitting sweetly in my bag. It is definitely a triple heaven!

Sigh...
After all, I am not the kind of person who push myself too hard.
Remember: I want ME to be happy. (Hey, I know how to prioritize, anyway I could just go to my Tarko - a beloved tailor of mine - to add extra centimeters in that mermaid skirt, noone needs to know, and I always lives on denial, anyway)

I guess wanting to have a healthy lifestyle is good.
But wanting healthy lifestyle is better when we have a better reason to do so, and better motivation too...

Whats on the lips will be forever on the hips (Dian always says). TRUE.
Buts true woman has true curves right?
So I guess few kilo in the hip, and few kilo in the waist still OK

Why should I deprived myself of the Mac&Cheese in the first place?
When Toni Braxton sing about Spanish Guitar, she never sing about Chinese Flute.

In the end, whatever makes us happy is definitely good for the soul,
and ultimately will be good for our body too.... (i hope)

Mensana Corpore Sano (they say - do i spell this right? Latin is never my forte)...

so,
Bon Appetit!
and be happy.