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My journey to become a mum.



Imagine being only sixteen years old and getting diagnosed with PCOD.(Polycystic ovarian disease).I didn't know what it was or what it meant as I was very young. And the doctors who threw heavy terminologies also didn't help much. I didn't understand the impact of it until I started putting on weight. It also hampers your Menstrual cycle in a bad way. That in turn gives rise to many other unwanted problems.

Later when I got married and decided to have a baby, my doctor's advised me to lose atleast five percent of the total body weight. So in between losing weight, timing ovulations, family pressure and jobs you are asked to somehow retain your sanity. Because here is the thing- if you are stressed out, you will put on more weight, even without binge eating or not exercising. Stress can be solely capable of doing that all by itself and you are suddenly more heavier than before you started the weight loss ordeal.

Initially, I was struggling to lose my weight. It was hard and I always managed to put on all that I had lost, the moment I was off a diet or stopped working out at the gym. But then I realised weight loss is not a one time or two time thing. You cant workout for couple of months and get transformed from fat to slim. Even if you get slim, it is temporary. You cannot sustain the miniature portion size and exercise workouts. Unfortunately or fortunately nothing like that happened to me. I started understanding that exercise and good eating habits is something which is a life long process. Its definitely not instantaneous.

I knew that I needed to take baby steps and make small tweaks in my lifestyle which are manageable in the long haul. So I started strength training and yoga and cardio exercises and adopted better eating habits. Gradually I had dropped a couple of dress sizes and also conceived without much difficulty. Losing weight, building muscle mass and staying fit is a continuous activity and a life long commitment. I made small lifestyle changes and it has been working wonders for me. I think if I can do it, anyone can do it. You just have to be consistent in your routine. Just like you bathe or brush your teeth daily without fail, you have to exercise regularly without fail. For me that regularly is 4-5 times a week. Find what your regularly is..3 days or 5 days a week and stick to it. You cant give excuses like I was in a rush so couldn't fit in today's workout...dont you brush your teeth when you are in a rush?

This new year you all too can make a resolution which is to get started. To make small changes in your lifestyle. To make a routine of squeezing in atleast 30 minutes for exercise. And even if you stay away from your routine because of travelling or illness or exams or anything else. That's okay. The trick is to not lose track. Do your other important stuff and get back on track. Consistency will take you a long way. Cheers!


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