Musings at 01:44 hrs

Well, I've finally made my decision...to stay.

Seriously, if you ask me, i am both happy as well as fearful.

Happy because I actually like the idea of being a crazy student who 'enjoys' the pain, rigors, and adrenaline rush of db trainings. And also enthralled by the idea that I am now challenged to be a super time manager(by the grace and favour of God)!

Fearful because, well, I managed to think out so many reasons to quit, and even went through the stage of being excited that i could finally have more free time, but now, I have to face all these 'consequences'...by God's grace..by God's grace....

Anyway, I have this really irritating baggage that refuses to be unloaded for godzillion years.It seems to leech on stubbornly onto my belly. It's the thing that people go for liposuction to remove(if only I had the $ and courage to do so). And did I mention this allergy that I have? My mouth always gets itchy as long as something called "food" lies in the vicinity. Apparently, the eye is exceptionally sharp in detecting it. The eye zooms in, the brain registers, " NO." for just a few seconds before it says " AH, no harm, just eat less the next time." *DEHH!* ( the buzzer sound that indicates a wrong answer)

And so this daily battle rages on, up there in the inner recesses of the medulla.

Wonder if its the food, the innate physiology? metabolism? or the mind?

I suspect its a combination of the food and the mind.

Oh well, the magazines all make it sound so easy.

" Exercise more than you eat."
"Food is like a relationship, you need to give and take.
When you take alot on one day, sacrifice it the next day"
"Toned abs in 4 weeks!"

EEEks.
If only it were that simple.
I wonder if God has the ultimate solution for weight loss.
Perhaps, more spiritual food on the table instead?