Plans And Promises

It was a normal, everyday moment; I was talking on the phone with a friend, about nothing in particular, when she mentioned something unsettling. Not earth shattering, not life threatening but still unhappy

“Whatever happened to your plan?”

No matter how she put it, the question triggered a bad sensation. I felt deflated and on edge.

“O that plan. Erm..still in progress”

Even after the conversation moved on, the feeling stuck with me. I know I shouldn’t be bothered by this triviality of everyday concerns but I still feel it in my body and my head. The crummy feeling stays alive.

March 2009. Must show result.

Yeap. I have made a promise to myself to lose at least 30 kilos by next March. You see the promise was made long before Obama and his change came into the picture and I was stupid then.

Now that I am much wiser and Obama won; the message couldn’t be more loud and clear; Change now or forever wish I had.

So the next time I talk about diet and weight, I am gonna actually show some result and then drone you guys on about my ‘secrets’ and ‘success’ until your eyes glaze over. You’ll be putty in my hands. So watch out!

But until then, I think I’ll have a bite.



Cause I know it’s a long, looooong waaaay to go. At least I have plans.