Happy & Healthy

SO IMPORTANT IS MY WEIGHT

A new photo came in the group chat and there I was, in a bit too much glory. Stomach out, no navel in and pelvis tilting. I told you all here about the fact that I am such a lovely Dutch girl and I have been for about twenty-nine years. I'm okay with that. Round and plump is fine, I will never be skinny. But for myself (no, not for someone else) it could be a bit more toned and a little lighter and airier around the bone structure.

I never say what I weigh (why do people ask that, knock-knock), but I tell you: something has to come off and I don't know how. After the 7 day recharge, I went through life three kilos lighter, but that is not for nothing seven days. And I lost fifteen kilos with the point counting of Weight Watchers, but I have repressed how that regime works. Theo is currently at the desk with cookies and me? I'm sitting on my hands, so I grab nothing. Gluttony, that's it. And snacking is allowed if you just like Simone shakes those calories off in the gym. But I just think that my Pilates class is not a calorie burner (takes an unroasted nut). Renske left an impressive eight kilos behind at her vacation spot, the switch was flipped. But what do you do if you can't find that freakin’ switch? Sigh (eats another nut), I need to talk to Simoon now. Because how do I approach this?

What’s new in food land?

A new diet, could that be something? I'm a gourmet, as in ‘oh that's darn delicious, just give me one or two or three’. It's not about eating healthy, because I'm quite anti when it comes to packages and bags. But I go for it when the cheese platter is on the table AND when you start talking about the best Turkish pizza in town. Even when I've just, being the good citizen that I am, neatly finished my plate. Help me. Okay, so dieting is not allowed according to Simone. Those unroasted nuts of mine are fat. Healthy yes and it's fine with my friends, but it's still fat. Fruit, raw vegetables with a lean dip or vegetables, that works. Just like that mountain of protein. And cheating is no longer cheating, because she also just eats that cheese platter herself. Okay okay, that sounds like I can do it. And the trick is to think about what delicious things you can eat instead of that really not so tasty cookie from Theo. It doesn't have to be within two weeks, but for that flow, I need to take my time.

Okay, let's exercise then?

Exercising. I just typed so casually about the gym, but it feels so unnatural for me to say that like having an extra arm. And before I broke my tailbone (yes, you can break that, long story and there's a snowball fight in it), I seriously cycled three times a week at spinning. But the sports mode is off. What to do? Simone advocates for something you enjoy AND strength training. Huh, but doesn't that make you such a pumped-up person? No. Muscles eat fat. Ouch, that sounds good. And those proteins I just mentioned, they feed those muscles, which then eat your fat. I see a vicious circle here, but then in optimal form. I think you get that if you learn from the master.

Something with discipline?

Well, I'm ready. I have to eat so much greens that I have no room for junk. And if someone holds that piece of cake in front of my nose, I think of old crumbled cheese, green olives, and baguette with hummus. I alternate that green with cheating. Ha, I can do that. Simone swears by the Personal Body Plan and if I don't steer the editorial team like this, I think she will drag me by my hair. Is there also a personal trainer who can teach me where I conjure up the discipline to make this happen? Heee, boxing. Maybe that's it.

This chapter, book, or whatever it is, will be continued. Keep you posted.