Paying the Price

Yesterday, I saw a new (I know it's new stock because I practically enter that store everyday.)pair of swimsuit that I love! I love the color and the print. You know I am hardly, rarely attracted to printed stuff. But I fell in love with this one! So, without much ado (as if this is something I do everyday), I got my size and tried it on.

OH MY GOODNESS! I AM FAT.

I think this is the first time that I was disgusted with what I saw on the mirror of the dressing room, and I felt like crying. Really. My tummy is flabby. My thighs are the size of logs. There's fat bulging out of the swimsuit. Call it overacting, but felt awful...ugly. Fat.

Suddenly, the swimsuit I love, didn't look so lovely anymore. I stared at my face (not my body, because I couldn't stand it) and asked myself "What the hell happened?". And my alter ego was quick to reply with run down of what I've been eating.

TABA NG TALANGKA. I've been eating this with anything and everything. There are even times this is the only thing I eat.

CHICKEN CHICHARON. I eat this like I eat my chips -- I snack on it non-stop in one sitting.

TABA. ANYTHING WITH TABA. Liempo. Crispy Pata. Beef tapa (yes with the taba).

To top it all off, I always have to have a bar of chocolate after or in between eating these utmost sinful yet oh-so-good food.

That's it! Enough sinful treats. I am going to add these to my lenten sacrifice of "no soda" and get myself back in shape in time for summer.

I still bought the swimsuit (after a night of thinking about it). I suppose to motivate myself to lose weight and make sure I would look good when I wear it.