Fatso:Denial is not a River...

Fatso fatso fatso fatso fatso fatso fatso fatso...the word kept ringing in my head.

Denial? Huh?

Was I in denial?

No that can't be true...

In that case , was I in denial about denial?

No!

Then...was I in denial about denial about denial?

Whoa there! If you continue this line of reasoning...soon you'll be stuck in an infinite loop of denials.

It was true that I had gained weight.

It took me nearly a year and a half and a lot of weight training and a lot of disciplined eating to gain four kilos.I had become noticable bulkier and brawnier, as one of my old friends remarked.

But there was another side to it.

These days, I had reduced my exercise...

In my yester years, I was an exercise fanatic because I had zero social life.

yes...Zero social life.No friends, no socialising, no relationships.

My exercising was a way of keeping boredom off the bay.

But now,after a major personality transplant(done at a clinic nearby),I was more outgoing and  I finally had made some new friends...really cool ones, and suddenly I had a social life.

I never knew social life was so exhausting! Phew!

I had to make some sacrifices in my exercise schedule to fit in my social commitments.

I had to stop exercising like before!

Kuch panekeliye kuch khona bhi padtha hain.