Yesterday, my sister told me that she dreamt that I put on a lot of weight after I got married.

In fact, I put on so much weight that I changed my looks. On the other hand, my "husband" also became really rotund, but still didn't look different. For me, I changed... for the worst, until they couldn't recognise me. The key word is unrecognisable. I don't mind putting weight proportionately but becoming unrecognisable... *shudders*

It didn't help that recently, I realise I am eating slightly bigger portions.
Plus, I haven't had decent, regular exercise for 4 years already!

I wasn't a chubby kid (but I was a cute, chubby toddler), in fact, I was a primary school 100m sprinter! In secondary school, even though I was in Choir, I played netball for my class in inter-class competitions.
So imagine my horror if I were to put on weight and become unrecognisable!

Frightened, last night, I decided to run on the spot in my dad's room before I shower.... for 5 minutes. And while I am watching TV, I did crunches... 8 excruciating ones.

I felt lighter by 0.05 grams.

Maybe it's time to set in REAL exercise in my schedule before I graduate into the world of wonderful and yummy office pantries.