Week 4 _ Weigh In

Its about that time we scale up and hope we've scaled down. My first 4 weeks on the "Fast", I hate the word diet, have been surprisingly ohk. I expected some really deep pot holes but the road was fairly smooth.

I walked into my consultants office with a big smile on my face, I was expecting some really good news...

PROGRESS IS...

HOW COOL IS THAT!!!!!!!!?????

Starting weight: 120,95kg
Week 4 weigh in: 111,90kg

That's 9,05kg in 4 weeks that's almost the size of the big packet of dog food! Jeeeeepers, how was I even carrying that weight around? My consultant always says "the body is very forgiving" in this case its soooo true.

But we all know who the REAL Boss is, and I am not talking about Ntate Ross.

Say Waa? What was that about NO SUGAR?

That day had finally come when I would have to turn from my ways and focus on bringing sexy back. My consultant took time to break down what the next few days would be like.

Obviously it wasn't going to be easy but I was ready. Giving up bread, milk, rama and oil was ok I guess but giving up sugar was going to be my ultimate test. I didn't like tea but suddenly that thought of not having it available drove my a lil nuts.

I was warned that week 1 "the detox week" would come with withdrawals, temper tantrums, mood swings and headaches but I must of disappointed the statistics because this was not the case at all. I slipped into my detox week comfortably.

I was expecting to be dying of hunger and end up deciding to move my start date so I could make an appearance at McDees one more time, but it was late for me, the thought of me in a stomach out bikini top rocking 6 inch heels was already tattooed on my heart, I was determined.

I carefully cooked my meals for the week because my schedule has a life of its own, I didn't want to put anything to chance so I prepared my meals a week ahead, popped them in the fridge and went about my business. This was the routine for the next four weeks.

I'd say I'm on the right track...

This are my week 0/1 preparation pics.  First night took me almost 6 hours to prepare, that has since changed, i can slap together a weeks meals in half the time.

Looks good right? But sometimes it didnt taste so good. Then I remembered my consultants voice "For the next few months food is your medicine"

 

Week 0

I hope I don't regret posting these pics up.... *hides*

This is my Week 0 picture

Weight - 120.95 kg
Goal weight - 60 something kg's

I don't know if this is even possible, I am told that a woman of my size, height and shoe size should be averaging somewhere around that number, so imma give it a shot.

Quiet Please! Melting in Progress.

M60 TRAFFIC! Expect delays.

You probably wondering WHY I want to give up ALL-A-DIS for a small frame. Its pretty simple 

"ke batla kgo apara stomach out"/ "I want to be able to wear a crop top". 

FINISH 'N KLAAR/ FULL STOP.

All my life I had-tz ta fight, yes that is from "The Colour Purple" *Oprah says that to Whoopi after her altercation with Harpo* _ oOhhhh I love that movie but back to the blog.

All my life I've had to fight the edge to say "voeksak, bumba ke maw" (piss off, yo momma is the fat one) doesn't sound so cool in english ne? Anyway whether it was a bus packed with school kids, a taxi with off duty drivers or even random passer-by's, all of them seems to have an opinion about my weight. Even family members I haven't seen in years always had something to say, the conversation would always start with, "aowoooo khomotso gape o se dutla"(oh but Khomotso you are fat) i never knew how to respond to that except to say I'm happy, not that I wasn't but just to move the conversation along. Think about it, what do you say when someone says "you have grown so fat"?

Truth is as much as being big and meaty is "African", its a hard imagine to keep. Today we are known as "plus size", "full figured", "bootylicious", "voluptuous", "vavatious" and all these seemingly "sugar coated" words that are supposed to make us content and happy mara the truth is, its not fun being big.

For instance I've had to worry about things that don't seem to bother the next person, like worrying about whether the seat belt on the plane will fit me or not, what do i say when an old friend runs into me with my "Maybe Baby" clothing items hanging out of my basket? If i stay to long at the buffet table would you judge me?

Most people would say "Gosh this chick is insecure" well of course I am, in the society that we are living in who isn't? Another would say "you must be comfortable in your own body" well there is no such thing.You try not breaking a sweat while trying to reach your toe nails just to paint em, because between the "sbejeje" (muffin top) and the big stomach, bending down to reach down is strenuous! So don't tell me about insecurities we all have them, comfort is a luxury i can't afford.

This blog is for me, so that I can remember where I came from, I am on a journey to get my body back on track, even if it means loosing half of my body weight to get there, this is a road I am taking. Over the next few months this will be my journey documented here so that you can laugh a me and not at another FAT girl you see because your life is all peaches and cream.

Road-tripping to the 60's

What is in a name?

My name is Dahlia, Khomotso Kekana and I was born after the passing on of my grand-father. My name means Comfort in English or Duduzile in Zulu. You could say I brought peace for my family at a time of need.

I am sure that by now you know why I decided to start blogging, if you don't; I started this blog to remind me of where I had come from and to also encourage someone who is probably also tired of being heavy from carrying access luggage. 

When one takes a journey, there is no telling what lays ahead, you don't really know what to expect until you are in the moment. You may encounter smooth sailing or you could be faced with some heavy drama, puncher, run out of gas, fall asleep, hit a rock or even wind up in hospital (hopefully it doesn't get to, that but stay with me here) I am trying to paint a picture of the road less traveled, I've never really dieted before seriously like i am now, i don't know what to expect, all i have is a map of where I am going and a spare wheel. Use this as a chance for you to avoid my pit-falls and trippings on the road.

Map - Check
GPS - Check
Spare Wheel - Check
Encouragement - Check
Stomach out and Bikini - Check

Jane (GPS): Redirecting, in 100 meters turn RIGHT

LEGOOOOOOO!