Fattery

No getting around it. I'm gaining weight. Fast. And I better do something about this. Otherwise I'm going to end up like my dad. Or my stepdad. Or be big enough for both.

How did it get this way? I could swear I ate like a horse when I was still in Davao but now? Lord. I eat three square meals a day, with a cup and a half of rice with each meal, and then I start ballooning. Either the food here in Manila is saturated with fat or my metabolism has slowed down.

Whatever the reason is, I'm cutting down on the amount of rice I'm eating during each meal. It's going to be a challenge. I've gotten accustomed to feeling full after I eat. Not to have that sensation makes me feel... empty. Literally. Not hungry. Just empty.

Rahil will really laugh a tme when we visit Davao this December. We used to call her the chubby one in my generation. And now I'm getting there. Sigh.