Week 7, Day 7

Note:

I am about to get philosophical on your asses for the next couple of minutes. If you are only interested in the weight loss material, skip to paragraph 8.

So I had a crystallizing moment today. It really made me question so many things: the useless things I obsess about and the little meaningful things that I don’t even register.

I had lunch with my landlord and his family today. He wanted to show me the house he purchased and recently renovated. He has a wife and 2 kids, a boy and a girl. They are people I hardly know. I meet them once a month, every month to pay my rent and bills. I’ve been living in my house for 2 years now and I think I still don’t know my landlord’s name, much less his wife’s or his kids’. But I spent the last 4 hours with them and I’ve had such a real and great time that I am writing about it right now.

They invited me for lunch. And they invited me into their home. Showed me around, introduced me to their dog and actually bothered to make the time I spent with them count. They bought pastries and made coffee. And that was after a paid lunch at a really nice restaurant. They didn’t have to do any of that. And their hospitality and generosity and kindness just really restored my faith in humanity. I got to tell you, I don’t remember the last time someone invited me for a meal and I am someone who has friends and a seriously long list of uncles and aunties and cousins and their spouses. And I definitely don’t remember the last time someone went to so much trouble to make me feel welcome and special.

And when I was about to leave, my landlord’s wife made me this small bouquet from flowers she had in her garden and his son painted my name on a candle and insisted I choose two stones from his precious collection of pebbles and stones. For the last two years, for my birthday and for Christmas, they have been making it a point to get me something. I can count on my fingers the people who bothered with getting me something for my birthday, let alone randomly. And I am not talking about Burberry or Chanel. I am talking chocolates and a birthday card.

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So it hit me. As adults, in our quest to accomplish big things, we often forget that life is made up of little things. Happiness lies in the small things – gratitude from the heart, a smile, a hug, a small piece of chocolate, bright colours around us or a coffee made just the way we like it. For quite some time now, I have been surrounding myself with gadgets and luxuries and all these fake people. I forgot, for a very long time, that at the end of the day, none of these matter. We try to fill our days and nights with things like discussing a rude classmate or boss or the amount of studying we need to do or some other person who showed a complete lack of etiquette. Yes, those things are irritating but it’s always best to get over it and move on and focus on things that might actually make us happy.

So I am going to count my blessings now, no matter what they are and I am going to make them special for me. And I am going to make my days count.

Yeah, am done! Sorry about the rant. But this just hit me so hard today. I have been poisoning my body for years, that’s for sure, but I have also been poisoning my mind. Enough of that! It’s cleansing time for both my body and mind.

Meals of the day

Steak with a side of grilled vegetables and a 0.5L Coke ZERO.

Gym

Rest day.

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