So its Thursday today. Only eleven days left for my exams. And
am still at the starting point, obviously those half hearted attempts to finish
one or two topics doesn't count. Still it is zero, zilch etc. Now am getting
scared. But can’t get my ass to read. I am worse than pathetic. Every
time I open my book to read events and people back at the college flash right
before my eyes. I get all angry and disturbed and then shut the book and go off
to sleep. Yeah right, sleep. That’s my defense mechanism. I really don’t know
how I ended up doing that. My very close friend calls me ostrich for the same
reason. Just the way it buries its head in sand till the storm is over.
I still have so much anger, so much resentment and pure toxic hatred inside of me that my books repel me. Actually all those students who failed were supposed to go and meet their department heads and join duties sooner or later. I came home with a leave for two days and never went back. It’s been more than three months. Planning to go and meet my head next week but still there are some people who I would never want to see. And I am pretty sure that my head of department wouldn't be pleased to see me either. He hates me. He hates me with all his gut. And I am totally clueless about it. For last six months I have been having nightmares involving him or some other professor from my department. Pretty depressing, huh, you must say. Well I have been dealing with that too. So that’s the reason why I still can’t study. And also it may have to do something with the fact that am lazy.
I still have so much anger, so much resentment and pure toxic hatred inside of me that my books repel me. Actually all those students who failed were supposed to go and meet their department heads and join duties sooner or later. I came home with a leave for two days and never went back. It’s been more than three months. Planning to go and meet my head next week but still there are some people who I would never want to see. And I am pretty sure that my head of department wouldn't be pleased to see me either. He hates me. He hates me with all his gut. And I am totally clueless about it. For last six months I have been having nightmares involving him or some other professor from my department. Pretty depressing, huh, you must say. Well I have been dealing with that too. So that’s the reason why I still can’t study. And also it may have to do something with the fact that am lazy.
So enough with the study sorrows. Now about the fat fighting
mission. Yesterday I did one and half hour of cardio coupled with exercises for
abs. Felt really refreshed. I love doing
cardio. I know it is a boring shit and I also know that muscle workout is
equally important for a faster weight loss and toning up a flabby body, but
still I love the way I can push myself in cardio. I read somewhere on the
internet, that an endomorph like me (that’s the body type I am supposed to have
out of the three types) has better cardio endurance. So maybe that’s why.
After warm up walking on treadmill for 5 minutes, I ran for
8 minutes, walked for 2, ran again for 5 minutes, walked for 2 minutes, and
then finally ran for 7 minutes before finally cooling off for 2 minutes. This was
followed by 10 minutes of elliptical machine and stationary bike each. Rest of
the time was filled in my floor exercises. Here is a link to those exercises. I swear they are effective. Abs Workout.
Thanks to +raz azren.
Each day I push my boundaries. Woohoo. Something to cheer me up about.
Thanks to +raz azren.
Each day I push my boundaries. Woohoo. Something to cheer me up about.
This is great when you are trying to knock weight off your
scales unless you come back home and gorge on 3 servings of lentils and yoghurt
soup and 2 servings of trifle. As I have mentioned before I am not too much
into this calorie counting thing, but I realize that this is way over what is
called as normal. So in order to compensate for yesterday night I had only a
bowl of muesli. Boring as hell, but had to eat it.
P.S. : the last pair of jeans that I bought before the last
exams in February when I had got so fat that none of my old clothes fit, are
now literally falling off me onto the floor if I don’t keep them hitched up
with a belt. That’s the silver lining right now.
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