I got myself into a dare a couple of months ago, it was during our post New Year party with our friends. I didn't know how it started but as someone who never shies away from a challenge, I found myself signing up for a weight loss contest (concocted by our ever naughty group of friends) between myself and my friend Nina who has also been struggling with her weight for quite some time — she at least have two boys in her laurels whilst I had only myself to blame for being such an insufferable lazy ass.
With our friends as witnesses, both of us weight-in:
Me — 59 kilos
Nina — 67 kilos
Game rule:
The one who sheds the most weight until such given time will win either lunch or dinner in a restaurant of her choosing with her beau. The loser of course has to pay.
Our whole bunch of friends who are not included from the treat are still all excited and planning to come along.
Me — 59 kilos
Nina — 67 kilos
Game rule:
The one who sheds the most weight until such given time will win either lunch or dinner in a restaurant of her choosing with her beau. The loser of course has to pay.
Our whole bunch of friends who are not included from the treat are still all excited and planning to come along.
Well, on my part, after two months of a few walks here and there, halfheartedly going to the gym for a while and trying to cut off with my rice intake with emphasis on the word "TRYING"—I lost...which was totally unsurprising.
Yesterday at lunch was the conclusion of our little game and we were all at Pizza Hut to celebrate our little contest. I of course paid. ;'(
Nina who looked a lot slimmer and had said to have undergone tremendous diets of salad and orange juice and has totally cut off her meals to meager portions has lost 5 kilos while I only lost 4. Not bad right? I was happy to pay, she deserved it.
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