Pinky's Diaries

T H E. I M P A C T Holla!! Holla!!! Okay. What's the excitement about? Whew.  I've been on this for as long as I can remember.  2014? Not so sure anymore. I started out with 96kg, got to 80.7, got to 70kg and have been struggling with constant weight gain and loss over the years. I got stuck on 75kg for a long time and now I'm 76kg and I'm sure it will keep increasing.  My offense? I love food a lot and I have access to good food. I spend half my time thinking about food, how to make it, photograph it...I'm a food porn enthusiast! Ever had an orgasm from good food? Lol!! My motivation? I'm from a close knit family and it hurts to not be able to fit into my siblings' clothes. I also love packing light when I travel and being big with big clothes doesn't help. I also hate being the biggest girl in the room and I'm tired of coming up with clap back remarks to greetings like "Ah! Babe! You are now fat!" (My country people go

1000 WAYS TO FIND LOVE....IN A GYM  "Sixteen...seventeen...eighteen...." I squatted at each count by the instructor. My thighs hurt from the many months of being away from the the gym. "...twenty two...twenty three..", his loud voice cut into my thoughts. I stopped to rest my legs.  His voice got louder and he prompted me with his eyes not to stop. If only he knew how my thighs hurt. I'd love to have big butt and tight legs but the cost seemed too much for me. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and I reached for it. I saw my instructor frown at me and I frowned back at him. Free me jhor. It was my friend, Dike, calling and needed directions to where I was.  "Ermmm...do you know Camp ground", I asked "Yes!", he replied  "Ok. From camp ground, drive pass either four or five streets on the left. I'm not really sure of the number of streets but look out for a cream house. You can't miss it".