Lately, I’ve been slacking on my fitness. Lately must be about six odd months. Somehow I’ve been telling myself that it is okay to slack.
The thing is this. I’ve been off sugar for the last five months. Well, mostly, if we don’t consider the innumerable cheat days in between. So giving that as an excuse I’ve been gorging on everything else apart from sugar.
Being away from sugar hasn’t been that difficult for me. Except for the sugar in coffee and tea, skipping sugar wasn’t as cumbersome as I anticipated. Now, I have kind of accepted that coffee without sugar isn’t that bad. (Tea is a different story though. I still need sugar in tea, which means I have tea once in fifteen days or so.)
Okay, this sugar story was why I didn’t quite care about what I put other than sugar in my mouth. A couple of days ago, while at the GP for a full physical, she looked at my weight with alarm. ‘Look, we are South Indians. We need to watch the amount of carbohydrate intake,’ she said. ‘But but, am off sugar’, I protested. ‘It’s good that you are off sugar. But it does nothing to your weight. Watch your carbs!,’ she warned and vanished from the room.
Over the last five months, I have lost about 8 pounds by just being away from sugar. But I guess I am compensating it by eating much else. The husband has been warning me against my comatose state for quite a while now. ‘Do you remember that we are wasting money on that gym membership?’
Finally, today I decided enough is enough. It was probably the repeated reminders from the husband. Or maybe, the much needed push from the GP. I got up and drove to a one hour Tai Chi class at my gym. I was clumsy to the core and my stamina was dwindling as the class progressed. But in the end I survived. For that, I am happy.
I’ve resolved (for the time being) to attend these classes at least twice a week. And well, watching the carbs, that’s my real challenge. Let’s see how far I go. Wish me luck people!