The Weighing Game

Most girls in my class are now weight-loss addicts. It’s not even about being health conscious, but rather, weight-gain conscious. They have their weight listed at the whiteboard infront of our class and are weighing themselves daily.

I have refused to do so.

Not that I don't wanna know my weight - because I do - but I don't want to be clumped into their competition of who has lost or gained the most weight. We all have different body types, for God's sake! My five pound weight loss may not be as obvious as his five pound weight loss and vice versa. Any medical doctor knows that.

In lieu of that, I now post my weight gains and lost for the past few years.

This is me, 2nd year college, sirca 1998, with one of my good friends, Karen, during our class field trip to Tagaytay.



And this is me, satiated by a love that wasn’t meant to be, after my 1st year in medical school, year 2004.


Prior to clerkship, around September 2005, I decided to enroll myself into the gym, worked out for about two months and lost some weight.


And then, one year in the community (where life was extremely sedentary, and all you had to do most of the day was wake up, eat, occasionally read books and go to sleep) followed by internship made me gain weight again. Here’s me, during one of my least toxic rotations, Psychiatry, around the end of July 2007.


So, I decided to hit the gym, AGAIN, and enrolled for two months. Here’s me, December 2007, during my birthday celebration at Vertigo.


And then, I got into another relationship, got too busy to work out since he seemed to be taking up too much of my time, plus, I got busy working on my research that I wasn’t able to continue my exercise regimen. Here’s me with Janet and Jackie, April 2008.


So, I joined the gym again and have been working it out for a month. I’ve temporarily quit because of the “red flow” but I hope to back to my routine by next week. Here’s me, after semi-dieting and one month of working out at the gym.


Okay, so, you can’t really see my entire body, at least, not enough to gauge if there was any difference. Hehehe… But I feel better nowadays as compared to a few months ago. I don’t really aim to be really thin, I can’t imagine myself that way honestly. I just want a smaller waist, arms and legs. Plus, I do miss my college days body though. And I have to admit, I still hold on to a lot of my clothes from back then, even if they don’t fit me anymore. I still dream of looking as good in those clothes as I used to. Sure, I looked a little “Manang” then and I didn’t have that much breast to work with, but I still can't help missing looking like the old me.

Kaya ko to… Hehehe…