So I went running today.

It's part of this thing where i'm supposed to lose 2 inches in like, 12 days or something, which is ridiculous. Vaishu basically said, "will you pleeeease lose some weight? at least from your stomach?"

Damn, I didn't think I was that bad until she said that. I mean, I've gone upto a size 36 waist pair of pants before, with my lowest being 32 when I was anorexic. But I'm at a 34 right now and thought it was okay. Maybe it's a beer belly thing. Except I don't drink beer. Jack-and-coke is my thing anyway. And no Jack here.

Back to running- I expected myself to run for 5 minutes and pass out bc it's been so long. I actually ended up running for 10 and walking for another 5. Not too bad. Now the question is whether I'll lose those crucial two inches...hmmm..

*quick note- if anyone wants me to bring anything from india, email me