As I sip on my cuppa with a biscuit in hand I reflect back. It’s been two years exactly when I started my endeavour to lose what I had so lovingly chosen to put on i.e. My weight. Not only did I shed 25 kilos but have managed not to regain any over the past year. It hasn’t been easy.
There is one dictum I have come to follow, “Suit Yourself”! After going through endless encounters with weight loss magicians or dieticians I failed to understand why things weren’t working for me especially when I was giving it my best shot. What was lacking as I now look back was the continuous support some of us need or a guiding hand. My endless trips to doctors to find new solutions for my recurring health issues were in full swing. The chemist who supplied my BP monitor was convincing me to buy a glucometer. “You will need it soon”. And he wasn’t wrong. My gymming was giving me more pain than pleasure. So I had nothing left to lose except my rotting health.
Gathering every ounce of courage I possessed I started my own foray into discovering what worked for me. I listened to healthy people, read every nutritional advice I could lay my hands on, understood the relationship between food and body and made my own diet charts which I followed religiously. I put myself through the acid test.
Things began working like magic, my body started healing and I gave up all medication.
Water was now for me the greatest elixir on earth. I sipped myself slim with infused water and plain water. Tea and coffee helped at their designated time. I differentiated between the best and worst foods for a woman’s body especially when she has hormonal changes. Food would help me manage stress better without creating imbalance. My blood pressure medicines went out of the window. I cannot undermine the importance of portion control and food timings.
Over a period of time managing my own diet and helping others became a passion which I have turned into my profession. I can now proudly say, the journey continues..