My weight story

To all those who haven’t seen me of late, I have gained weight and I don’t want you’ll to tell me the same. I prefer to assume everybody whom I haven’t met since the pandemic struck has gained weight too. It makes me feel better and less guilty. It is not that I didn’t try to remain fit (in the initial days) or to lose weight (later) but exercising didn’t seem to suit me at all. Every time I exercised seriously and regularly for a couple of weeks; all the forces of nature would conspire against me. First, I sprained my leg and my motivation dipped to an all-time low, but the needle of the weighing machine continued its journey rightwards. Again, after seeking inspiration from some of my acquaintances who kept getting fitter, I restarted my exercise regime. This time I got caught in a bout of illness and weakness seeped into my bones. A quick check on the weighing machine after the recovery showed that the needle never lost its motivation to break records. Now, I have resolved to try morning and evening walks and restrict my intake of fats and sugar; so, what if it means to give up my newly found passion to bake? If I don’t get back to you on this topic, please don’t bother to ask.