Adipose overdose: Few confessions ;)

"You are not fat,you are healthy"....Haven't we (people who are on the higher side in terms of weight) often heard this phrase from our loving moms or friends who never wanted to answer the question,"Am I fat"? Though heart in heart we,or rather I always know that I am much more than healthy. Right from childhood I have never been so conscious about how I look. Though with time, I understood more about fashion and dress sense,yet till now I can't call myself an impeccable dresser.Well,that's another story. But in midst of growing up,finishing B.Tech or managing office, I never noticed that the byproduct of modernization,fast food is making me bulkier by the day. The passion of rising higher professionally was so into me that I never noticed that adipose tissues were making their home in my body and by the time I realized,I guess it was too late!! I went to glitzy malls but couldn't buy that shimmering top which I loved in the first sight,I went to beach but couldn't roam around in shorts, I went to parties but coudn't wear that little black dress..why?? Because I am overweight. And so trendy tops made ways for kurtis and shorts made ways for capris...And the realization dawned that something needs to be done and fast..time is running out.I saw sultry damsels in hour glass figures wherever I went...in office,at malls,in my paying guest house...and I used to think why God had to make me fat out of so many people around me...This thinking would directly take me to my genetics class and I would happily pass on all blames to my maternal genes (as people on my paternal side are all slim and trim). How I wished that I could mutate that gene and change my appearance. And then oneday desparation gave in and I went to a very posh high profile gym. Oh yes I need to lose weight!! But as expected managing a hectic job role and then landing straight at gym took its toll and my gym days got numbered..Here I was again back to square one. Days passed into months and months into years. But nothing has changed.Now I don't have that hectic job,I don't need to run here and there for a gym but have I changed? The answer is no..sometimes I am high with motivation and the other moment I am back to being my self..and oh yes I forgot to mention that ever since I am in USA, I have made myself available to mouthwatering pizza,burgers and loads of soda!!
Hopefully my motivation will win over my weaknesses oneday and I shall be a changed person both physically & mentally !!!