I'm on a journey towards losing weight. I used to say that I don't really care if the "daddy-tummy" is starting to develop. (no, I ain't a dad yet, I promised to keep the crib empty remember? hehe) Since I think that despite having one, I'd still get paid with what I do anyway. I don't use my flabs to think and write in the first place. And so, I continued with my day to day living without caring on the amount of food I eat (and my officemates would tell you that I've been eating a lot) But I realized very recently that the "daddy-tummy" development has to stop. And here I am, embarking on a road that I've taken before - I ain't gonna eat rice at least until our concert day on September 6.
Yesterday was my first day for the no-rice diet and I was successful! For breakfast, I ate Cream-O and coffee. For lunch, we ate at Chowking and I ate pancit bihon and siopao. And for dinner, I ate pancit canton and fried eggs. Yeah yeah, you'll tell me that what I ate aren't so healthy either. But then again, they're not carbs from rice so it's all good for me :p
Until when will I last? I don't know. The rice grains' pull is strong, but I'm the one with the brain. So I guess it's all up to me.
