Two-Piece Chicken, Anyone?

I’m hating my hormones now. On this rainy last day of April, I realized after seeing my recent out of town photos and after squeezing myself in a pair of pants that fit perfectly well just a couple of months ago that I am now FAT. This is despite the fact that I haven’t been eating much. Well blame it on stress… lack of sleep… and okay I admit it, I have been so lazy. Blogging is making me fat. Ugh. Writing is making me fat. I miss having a regular job in a real office because the commute keeps the inches away at least. But here’s the thing… because my hormones are at their usual “weirdness” again, my metabolism is just almost non-existent. My imbalanced hormones are either making me lethargic or anxious. So my husband has to deal with either a very sleepy wife or a high-strung spouse. Neither spells marital bliss. Hahaha. Anyway, so today I told myself on the mirror, “Geez you are officially back to when people actually called you fat! What are you gonna do about it?”

To be honest, I want to keep fit but somehow I just can’t commit to an exercise routine, especially when I have to do it alone. I wanted to do Latin dance lessons but hubby doesn’t want to be my dance partner. So maybe I’ll just enroll in some aero-dance class or something like that. I want to play badminton too but Kean’s still not around. Yes, isn’t that pathetic? I actually play with a 6 year old. By the way, he’s getting better at the game than I am. Maybe I can buy a hula hoop and use it while watching E! and the Daily 10. And a pair of dumbbells would probably help too. Okay gotta put that on the next shopping list.

And then, there’s the issue of food. I confess. I love to eat. And the idea of diets alone already makes me sad. For some reason, the healthy choices aren’t just as tasty as the calorie-laden ones. Haha. And to make it worse, the so-called healthier choices are always more expensive. Dang it! They just put L-Carnitine on the label and the price of my usual juice drink doubled up just like that. Anything organic is pricey. Even Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall, that organic food advocate who hosts the reality show “The River Cottage Treatment” admits that. If I could only grow my own vegetables on the dust that collects on my window, then getting my organic fill should not be too challenging for a city-dweller like me.

So what should I do? I fear that I’m only a few pounds away before my hubby starts to request the lights off. Well, I know Joseph loves me more than that but of course I can’t help getting paranoid, especially since I recently found out that an office mate actually has a crush on him. She was even there during the wedding! The nerve…. Anyway, I know my husband adores me fat or phat. Right, babe? :-)

I know one good reason why I’ve been gaining weight incredibly faster than usual. It’s because I haven’t been taking my hormone pills some months now. That’s the thing. I’m sick of pills. I’m sick of being on medication just to keep my hormones aligned. My friend has suggested trying medical acupuncture. I’ve already read some literature on it and the testimonials are really encouraging. She said her doctor only charges 12 Pesos per needle with the standard 500 Pesos as consultation fee. I’ve read about fertility-challenged women getting pregnant after several treatments… And it has been known to cure a lot of ailments. I'm not a very healthy person to begin with. I was born with a lot of deficiencies. I feel a lot of pain physically, especially now that I am officially in my 30s and gosh don't even mention emotionally (that's another blog altogether, hahaha) The only part I know that's healed is my soul. Thank you Lord! :-) Anyway, back to acupuncture... I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try right? Well it would hurt my pocket but at least it’s not like the daily 2 thousand hormone therapy injection that I use to have.

Anyway, I just don’t feel fabulous lately. On this rainy, depressing and body image-conscious day, this is the only picture that actually made me smile. I was thinking about ordering some 2-piece KFC chicken for tonight’s dinner since I won’t have any more time to cook for my husband ‘coz I’m still stuck here at an event when I stumbled on this as I was browsing the net: A chicken in a two-piece swimsuit. Hahaha!