Moving towards a healthier life- PART 1.

An enormous lot of people had anticipated my take on the feeling that follows graduating from college. For the uninitiated, after half a decade of colossal timepass with sporadic occurrences of mediocre productivity, I am finally a BA LLB (hons.) from the Gujarat National Law University. GNLU is a premier Indian Law School, one of the best in the country and if you demand more elaboration let me just call it the IIT equivalent for Law, a definition I vehemently do not prescribe to for it is a unusually less hyped yet exceedingly more competitive to say the least.

Apparently, a world class university in the making five years ago, the college administration gave up on the struggle and the website now boasts of other more realistic credentials. Anyway, the reason I didn't choose to write about the overwhelming feeling of graduating after a prolonged battle of five years because one post would not have been enough. Besides, I was happy to be out of that place, half a decade is a bit too long and a bit too much and the mess food made it worse. So maybe someday when it hits me hard enough that those grey walls are not home and life is so much more bigger and better, I will write an in-depth analysis of the torture the Indian Legal Education System Exposed me to. For now, I feel immensely happy,  extremely proud and unusually empowered to be holding a law degree which authorises perpetual exploitation towards personal benefit and convenience.

It's been a couple of months and I haven't done much barring relishing the comfort of home experimenting with novel ideas different practices, savouring a life of bliss sans incessant encounters from the outside world. College does develop a profound aversion to human species. As I've been splurging my very valuable time, detesting people and schooling myself towards more self love (If the current levels were heightened already),  I've spent the last couple of months working quite a bit on my fitness.

This is a post about that.  My new year resolution for 2018 was to take myself more seriously when it came to formulating healthier life choices and half way through I've been more successful than I envisaged. My friends from GNLU are throughly well versed with how I spent most of my last semester running on the treadmill in the gym.

For the uninformed , 2018 commenced with my return from Trumpland and the instantaneous enlightenment of the ticking weight scales. I had put on five kilos in five months.
This doesn't sound like a big deal but for those who've known me and lived with me know the following two things about me.

1. I am not a junk food lover. I do occasionally indulge in eating junk but that's mostly to evade the horrible mess food GNLU subjected me to. Given a kitchen of my own and the time and ingredients to cook, I'll blissfully depart from any variety of junk. My resistance to junk extends to the non-consumption of tea, coffee, soda, alcohol or any other beverage with addictive properties. Green tea is my survival kit, but I can well survive without it.

2. I am a BIG TIME FOODIE. I can eat a LOT and not gain weight. For a larger part of my college life, expect a couple of kilos here and there I managed to stay the same.

(NOTE : I've occasionally been subject to body shaming for being so patli and asked to increase the count of rotis so as to ensure my adherence to societal standards of being healthy and validate my societal existence)

And for these reasons I seldom sensed the need to exercise. But come 2018 and I witnessed tummy tyres in what had always been a somewhat flat stomach and I was appalled. The American Adventure didn't sustain my illusion and I felt my clothes didn't fit me the way they used to.

Also, the college farewell was approaching so I felt the need to hit the gym. I didn't do any rigorous activity, expect ensuring that I walked at-least 10,000 steps a day be it running, walking, jumping or even crawling and on most days I didn't disappoint my fitness tracker. At the end of my semester after countless hours of running on the treadmill and taking countless rounds of the GNLU's green oval walking like a maniac at odd hours of the night just to reach my daily step count. I did manage to shed a couple of kilos and look like the way I wanted to on both my college farewell days.

Although the motivation was a bit misguided yet the results were flattering and I appreciated how the efforts that were targeted towards fitting back into my clothes, actually made me feel so much stronger and healthier.

I realise that It's been a long post but the story is not over yet. All this while, my junk food intake had rather splurged courtesy the #OLT semester and the more-disgustful-than-ever mess food.
So, there will be  a part II about how I gained better control of my life and lost another couple of kilos in just a couple of months by regulating my diet better.

Stay tuned.