So, I fell off the grid for a few days (nearly two weeks – my bad) but I’m happy to say I did not fall off the wagon!

The first two weeks have been gruelling and tough but I have persevered and I’ve managed to lose a jaw dropping 4kgs (8.81lbs)! I’m happy about the weight loss and I’m excited to continue on; however, I want to take this opportunity not only to revel in the successes of my first two weeks, but to also address the real side of this process that most people don’t talk about.

People undergoing transformation challenges usually post the like-worthy pictures on social media. The beginning and the end products do not portray the hard times that individual has endured to reach their final goal – that’s if they reach it at all.

I fell off the grid over the last couple weeks because things got hard for me. While I was full all the time, my body craved more spice, fat and things that generally tasted better than light curries involving spinach and paneer. I quickly realised my hatred for spinach and that negative feeling only grew with intensity as the week went on.

This hatred for something so insignificant started to take a toll on my mood from the time my first meal came to my plate until the time I went to sleep. Meal time had gone from one of my favourite and exciting times of the day – as mother and I tried to make the most of the few ingredients I was allowed to use – to one of the worst due to the constant appearance of my mortal enemy: Spinach. My only salvation during these days was the 4-4.5 hour period in the mornings of intermittent fasting when I focused solely on the gym and walking 2-3,000 of my 10,000 daily prior to breakfast. I didn’t have to think about food then – it was only about getting that weight training done.

This mood slowly took over my life – I retired to my room for the majority of social gatherings. I became accustomed to staring at the ceiling fan or being comfortable with being by myself. I did not want to be around my friends or my family. Netflix was my only best friend and writing was no longer an option as my words only brought out angry suffocating tears that I didn’t understand.

Things were going from bad to worse when I contacted my trainer and asked for an alternative to the daily torture of tasteless spinach. It turns out, he’s not a big fan of the leafy vegetable himself! He told me I could replace the spinach with fenugreek, lettuce or broccoli. I have never run to the market so quickly in my life.

Broccoli, lettuce, fenugreek and I are all in a wonderful, loving relationship now. Things are going well and I don’t foresee a separation or divorce any time soon. Let’s hope it stays that way.

Until next time…

TL;DR Spinach is my nemesis. Dieting puts me in a bad mood. I have a weird relationship with my vegetables.

[Current Weight: 92.6kgs]