For as long as I can remember, I had always dreaded exercises. If I managed three sit-ups I’d be breathing like I just jogged for miles. It was that bad.
I always thanked God I wasn’t on the fat side and that I wasn’t an impulsive eater; I just eat because I have to. Well, except some foods I really really like, but I always don’t overeat because I find that I’ll not be able to move. So I save myself the headache of feeling bloated and needing exercise( I used to think exercising was just for losing weight but now I know better).
But something happened. Something that turned me into someone who worked out almost on a daily basis.
|This is me three months after baby number 3. Still working on being healthy|
The effects of childbirth or just plain indiscipline?
So I had my first child and didn’t add weight, great right? The second came and I still didn’t add weight. But months down the line, the unhealthy habit of sitting in the office from morning till night while munching on pastries and any interesting food I came across saw my weight sky-rocketing from 65kg to 70kg.
I didn’t even notice it at first till someone made a comment on how my backside was now more visible. What??? I almost fell over in shock.