Walking has to be one of the most underappreciated wonders of modern society. This year I noticed that my little eggs were gaining a significant amount of weight during the Christmas season. Also read: My eggs are better than ANC I bought a smart scale (a modern marvel in itself), weighed her, looked at all the tables and noticed : My little princess is definitely overweight. I quickly realized that I needed to approach this issue carefully. “You’re a little too fat,” I said to Egg. My little angel has many talents, but diplomacy isn't one of hers. “I'm a little overweight…
Walking has to be one of the most underappreciated wonders of modern society.
This year I noticed that my little eggs were gaining a significant amount of weight during the Christmas season.
Also read: My Egg is better than ANC
I bought a smart scale (a modern marvel in itself), weighed her, looked at all the tables, and realized that my little princess was definitely overweight.
I quickly realized that I needed to approach this issue carefully. “You’re a little too fat,” I said to Egg.
My little angel has many talents, but diplomacy is not among them. “My butt is a little overweight,” she said. “You're really fat.”
“From now on, let's eat healthier here at home,'' I said. “And I'm going to take a walk every night, and you should come with me. It's boring without someone with me, and I might quit if I have to do it alone.”
She hesitantly agreed. We started walking a few kilometers almost every night.
I went for a run in the park on Saturday. I also tried a 5km road race.
A few weeks ago, people at work started telling me that I had lost weight. When I weighed myself on the scary smart scale, I had lost 4kg.
People all over the world began commenting on Egg's appearance. “You’re going to melt,” said Ms. Wanda after school. “She's lost so much weight,” said her daughter-in-law, who is sometimes rudely honest.
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Ashante won't say anything unless she means it, so this says it all. All of them were correct.
Last year's school dress was too tight in the middle, so I was planning to buy a new uniform at Egg. No more.
Suddenly those dresses were loose-fitting. “Some people take their dogs for walks. Mom says Rocky is fat. She's wrong. He doesn't need to walk with us.”
“When you pick him up, you can feel his ribs. He's certainly not fat. Only you are,” my beloved daughter told me over the weekend.
I am fully aware that not walking because you can go everywhere by car is a sign of privilege. Not having time to walk is a first world problem. Egg and I will continue walking.
So if you see a skinny old man and a beautiful 7-year-old child walking down the street in Weltevreden Park, that's us. After all, according to the young intellectual, I need to lose a few more kilos.
