This Is What Happens Every Time I Try (And Fail) To Lose Weight
You’ve got to hand it to the Lebanese: we’re REALLY good at LOOKING good. And most of us, put in the work to get the desired results. I’m not just talking about eating healthy, but also hitting the gym.
So this has happened to all of us at some point in time: one of your friends starts encouraging you to work out with her. And like the supposedly dedicated person that you are (or would like to believe you are), you decide it’s time to join her on this venture to get in shape and eat healthy. It’s a lifestyle change. Your friend is ecstatic you’ve finally converted to the cause. Everyone is so happy.
And then, just a few days into your workouts, you start wondering why you aren’t losing massive amounts of weight.
By the end of the week, you pat yourself on the back and decide to take a break because… hello, a week of working out is roughly the equivalent of – like – four dog years. And this translates into a cheat day.
But you get busted by that one person who has no problem hitting you with a proverbial brick to let you know how crucial it is that you STICK TO YOUR PLAN.
Maybe bragging to everyone about how you were going to lose 10 pounds in 10 days wasn’t such a good idea after all. Especially in my case – because it’s my lovely mother who elects herself “keeper of all things that go into my mouth.” She stares at me with her glaring eyes just when I’m about to eat a piece of dark chocolate.
Perhaps it’s the desire to see my mother fuming that gives me even more motivation to eat the chocolate. Yes – somehow, it tastes even more satisfying…
until about an hour later when every organ in my body is overloaded with sugar. I can almost hear the faint sound of my heart whimpering, begging me to get my act together and just stop. Just stop already.
Tomorrow, you think. Tomorrow I’ll get back on track.
