Patience and Bezert

We have been going to the gym for 5 weeks.  I will admit the following:

  • I am a hell of a lot stronger (physically) than I thought I am
  • I have become a hell of a lot stronger over the past 5 weeks
  • Cardio isn’t that bad.  Specially when you are becoming more fit by the day
  • I am impatient as hell

Yes I can feel that I am loosing a couple (two) centimeters.  And I do realize thatthings do not happen overnight, but come on I am an INSTANT Gratification kind of girl and this is taking way too long!

Luckily Kobus likes going to the gym.  Likes as in this is a hobby for him, he enjoys this like I enjoy reading a book or scrap-booking.  It’s a bit weird.  Unnatural if you ask me, but then  again I am not complaining, because hopefully in 5 months from now I will see a difference!

Now for the things I need to be implementing, since I have sort of gotten use to going to the gym:

  • Water… water, water, water, water,water.  Need to drink more water, lots more water.
  • Smaller portions.  I think I will need to borrow my colleague’s Weigh-less book and become familiar with better portion control.
  • Cutting out bezert (Logan translation for Dessert).

Who am I kidding?  I love bezert.  Maybe just a better kind of bezert?  Sharing my bezert, instead?  Eating bezert instead of food.

I am sure I will figure it out somewhere along the lines…

Cartoon Credit


So, have you weighed yourself?

My colleague asks me this at least twice a week and if she doesn’t asks, she says things like:  “If you weighed yourself…

The truth however is, we have been going to the gym for nearly 3 weeks now and if I had felt like I have been losing weight, I might have weighed myself.  But I don’t really feel like I have lost much and so I do not feel the need to weigh myself.  

Is this the case with anyone else?  Or is this just me?

I know we need to have goals.  I know looking down at the scale is a good way of  measuring one’s goals.  And secretly I have weighed myself, TWICE!  Once was about a month and a half ago and the other was in last week, at the gym, with all my clothes on and with my trainers on my feet.  Fact is, it is depressing.  There is no dramatic change of digits, there is now sense of accomplishment. 

And I doubt I will do it again anytime soon.

So, yes the fancy scale I bought two months ago.  The one that takes your age; gender and height into consideration.  That still needs to be programmed with my details.  Is. Gathering. Dust.  And this is fine with me!

I want results.  I want to feel it.  I want to see it.  I WANT results.  And that is why my new fat-burner, Kobus approved, and I will become bestest friends and hopefully by the end of August my pants will not be slightly looser.  But rather fall off my bum!!

Now that is what I mean when I say goals!!

"We will discuss it on the treadmill"

About two weeks ago I mentioned a.) going to the gym and b.) weigh-less.  Thank you to everyone’s wonderful feedback saying – “only do what you will manage to stick with”.  The good news is – I followed your advise and did not join Weigh-less, honestly who wants to weigh their food?  I’d much rather drink fat-burners / herbal remedies and eat what my boyfriend gives me to eat!

Last night was my first gym session, according to my gym-instructor, aka Kobus, we will take things slow for the first two weeks and after that he will start pushing me.  Every now and then Kobus would say something like “well done” and “I am so proud of you“.  And it feels good – even though I don’t particularly thing I am doing all that well – lets talk in 6 months time when I still gym full-time and then I will say “I am doing well“.

In other very important news (and also the topic of discussion on the treadmill).  I am thinking of changing my major:  I am currently studying BCom Industrial Psychology, I am thinking of changing to BCom Informatics.  Something I have been thinking of for a while, but only started researching yesterday when coming across a similar degree while playing on Linkedin.

There is a catch however:

  • I was planning on focusing on finances and “skipping” this semester.
  • The last year to register for Informatics is 2010,
  • which means the course will either be discontinued or be changed  –> I do however need to try to find out which of the two it is.
  • So I emailed a friend of a relative, hoping to get some answers
  • did I mention I wanted to focus on finances this semester and only study again in 2011?

Thankfully if worst comes to worse, I will change my major and only take one subject.  Which wouldn’t be too bad.

We are exercising the chest tonight – I will report on that tomorrow!  Wish me luck!

"What have I got to lose?"


Mr. Ping: The secret ingredient is… nothing!
Po: Huh?
Mr. Ping: You heard me. Nothing! There is no secret ingredient.
Po: Wait, wait… it’s just plain old noodle soup? You don’t add some kind of special sauce or something?
Mr. Ping: Don’t have to. To make something special you just have to believe it’s special.
[Po looks at the scroll again, and sees his reflection in it]
Po: There is no secret ingredient…


 I know every couple of months I decide I need to lose weight, every couple of month I also fail to lose the weight and I go back to my unhealthy and undisciplined lifestyle.  Every time I say this time is different and that this time it will actually happen.  So all I will say this time is:  What have I got to lose?

What I will say however and this has been an amazing motivating factor is that I have a boyfriend that love me “just as I am”.  Yet he fully understand that I don’t like me “just as I am”.  Not only is he willing to walk the walk, every step of the way with me, he honestly believes I can do it.  This shocked me a bit because I don’t know if I can do this.  I don’t know how to do this long-term!   

It is almost as if he is the special ingredient to my noodle soup, he believes something special!

As soon as I have been paid I will make some changes:

First of all I will join Weigh-less along with my best friend, where I will learn some healthy habits and hopefully I will have a half pint Irish granny like Shebee, whom I will be scared of.  And secondly I will join and go to gym with my one and only.

I won’t say I am excited.  I won’t say this is going to work.  I will say I will give it a go.  I will say I will make an effort.  I will say I am doing this for my own benefit. 

I will say:  “What have I got to lose?”    

(credit – Quote, Picture of Mr Ping and Picture of Po)