Fit or Fat..is this still a thing in today’s time? I mean I look around and see quite a few “I-am-a-size14-and-wanna-be-a-10“…😱 I can’t look! I really feel for that size 10 maroon jeans, hanging on for dear life! And that poor t-shirt just wanna roll back where it came from eeeeek!
Then of course there’s a belt too..the poor thing just received extra holes which is probably a promise of a longer life.. 😫 Noooo man, we can’t look like this. No woman should look like this, it’s an injustice, never mind it being un-cool, un-sexy and downright horrible! Why, why why??
The sad part is, most of these beautiful young ladies are 30years old and/or younger ugh..No No No! Yeah sure, we have our babies and then boom, we’re gain 20 kilograms but then we have to work it bam bam bam! Jumping jacks while baby is having a two minute noodle nap, or do 5 sit ups, ( ja, that’s all that you’ll be able to manage) or do 3 squats! Yeah work it dammit! Do whatever it takes but don’t lose your groove girl. You might just find yourself as a statistic..you know….”I–am-a-size14-and-wanna-be-a-10″? 😢 ouch!
I know it’s not easy, being sleep deprived, smelling like sweet-sour milk, looking crazy at the best of times and still having to deal with cutest face screaming all day long. All you want to do is chow that bunny chow, be the couch potato and watch (rather than..hmmm) the 3rd aerobics video you bought and just feel sorry for your ass..Yip, been there, done that and seen it all.
The fattest I’ve ever been……no wait, that’s too much information. The most I gained was 20 kilograms! And I’m probably one of the lucky few that just churns that fat off in no time BUT it doesn’t mean that I never had to work it! Nooo, it was still hard work, believe me. There’s the extra flab that’s still stubbornly stay’s around (I’m sticking to the royal wave, cos anything a centimeter higher can be downright dangerous..i could smack myself😂.) Then there’s the piece of tyre sitting there refusing to go away, that skinny is just not gloving the way I want it to ugh.
But eventually it gets to a point where you actually feel human again, sexy again and can honestly fit into that pre-pregnancy jeans or that expensive pants you bought just before you fell pregnant cos hell no! It’s not going anywhere until I can fit in it again. Well, sadly some things become a fantasy and we hold onto it for dear life. Please God, I’ll have all the rabbits food, I promise😏 Ya well, it’s difficult. I’ve never made that promise because I love, love, love to eat. I love food..I just find it difficult to make..but anyway that’s not the moral of this story pffft.
I’ve always took part in sports from a very young age. I remember playing in the under 9 netball team. Regularly doing physical training and making sure my sandshoes is polished with what looked like white paint, with a spongy looking brush.
Then there was my second love for football and yeah, I’ve made the soccer team! It was lots of fun and tears but it was good fun. I’d do it over again but sadly it’s now only a good memory.
I’ve played netball in primary school and remember getting to the finals, it was now or never. The opponent was obviously as good as us, if not better. It was raining and the game went into extra-time a few times, no one could score! I was the goal keeper and I refused for any ball to go past me💣 My partner worked as hard as I did, but hell no we were not there to be beaten! We’re taking the cup to school, it’s die hard! And then we scored!!! Yeaah, I must’ve shouted the loudest! But damn, then they scored too f&®©¥»* !! Well the game wasn’t over, we had to honour the remaining time. It was backwards and forwards, there was injuries, there was near fights, my knees were bleeding, reserves were substituted, but God we’re going to win!!
By then the rain was falling at a steady pace, drenching us and making our vision very difficult, but like a good team we’re forged ahead! Pushing, throwing, jumping to take the ball out of the air, moving it along hoping that we’ll get that goal, that one break!
Then there was that one moment that will be forever engrained in my mind…it was a slow motion scene where you see it happening but you’re too slow to do anything. I was running towards the post because the ball was in their quarter. My partner slipped and her opponent caught the ball. She was standing on the inside of the half moon circle, positioning herself, aiming, water dripping into her eyes frantically trying to focus on her goal post..As she shot, my partner jumped, touched the ball and it took a different direction. But that very moment the other goalie caught the ball at the edge, her back facing her post. She twirled her body around and without aiming she shot a goal! Oh my word, it was the best goal I’ve ever witnessed in my life!! It’s a goal I will never ever forget for as long as I live!!
We Lost!!! I cried my heart out, I couldn’t believe we were so close and yet so far. It took that one, beautiful and brilliant shot for us to lose the cup! We were defeated but as good sportsman, we took their hand and even hugged. At the end of it all, it meant as much to them as it did to us. And yeah..the winner takes it all. You cannot win all the time, it doesn’t work that way in life. You win some, you lose some😢
Ai, I’m off the topic. Every woman has a duty towards herself to look good and strive to be fit. There’s many ways to achieve this… be it doing jazz classes, a lovely hike up Lion’s Head, attending yoga glasses or even running. The latter I’ve started taking serious of late and it’s hard very hard! I suppose it’s because I never enjoyed it before and I’m starting to like it. My times are improving and that only means my stamina is improving. Yes I did the odd park run with my sis and I enjoyed it, but I did it on my time…
I’d rather enjoy the yoga class, surrounded by real yogis and mimicking the beautiful mantras. It strengthens the core, it’s excellent for the “kegels” (yeah! That’s another thing we need to keep tight ladies!) and best of all is that it’s very beneficial for the mind. It calms my busy mind and I feel focused and refreshed💞
So let’s not lose the baby but rather the baby fat! It’s important, not only for our body but for our confidence too. If you feel fit, you feel slim and you feel good about yourself. Now tuck that tummy in every time you dance, when you walk, run and sit. Pull that ass up and in and it’ll be forever tight😂 Go Girl💪💪