under renovation

i've been bad at posting my progress, i know.  sorry for being consumed by Mafia Wars!  well, actually, i'm not sorry at all.  it has kept me from midnight snacking,  i was too busy clicking away, he he.

anyways, like many people who love food too much i gave in to the christmas temptations.  what's worse though is after christmas, i hosted 2 birthday dinners, and just recently, attended a friend's yummy wedding buffet.  so yes, i feasted on everything, relying too much on my wonder pill.

the good news is that i only gained 5 pounds over the past two months and am happy to report that i lost them all about two weeks ago, with no effort.  good thing the pill still worked.

i've been toying with the idea of working out since i noticed that all the pill did was help me maintain my current weight.  past and present users all agreed with me that the pill worked best in the first two weeks of taking it.  so my original plan was accomplished.  true enough, i got the boost i needed and wanted.  it was time to move on to other strategies to reclaim myself.  for around a week now, i've been wonder pill-free.

spurred by the work-out, my friend Mimi started, i seriously began to motivate myself to adding gym-time into my mainly sedentary life. but i really didn't want to go back to the aero or weights classes anymore  you know, the been-there-done-that  feeling which easily erased what little motivation i had.  but about 2 weeks ago, a horrifying experience [i might have the courage to write about it next time] made me drop everything i was doing and drag my sister with me to a fitness center whose fan page i came across with the day before.  after a little interview with the receptionist, i signed up for a 12-session one-on-one Pilates Class.

and i swear, Pilates did not only give me a way to burn calories, it just might be the key to fulfill three of my most fervent wishes - to lose the perpetual slouch of  my back, acquire balance, and move with grace.

Now i feel good about myself [even if the Kangga pouch is still there].  i'm beginning to want to dress better.   i now care enough to powder my nose, put on lip gloss and sometimes even add color to my lids.  i'm even trying to decide between a rebond or a celophane. that from someone who just two weeks ago didn't even keep a comb in her bag.  what joy to finally get glimpse of my old self!

i now declare myself officially under renovation.