Oh my!!! If I remember vividly, it was 2019. Yeah, more accurately it was just before the COVID lockdown. I was feeling funny and of course people who cared to let me know said " You look so slender, I wish I was like you, you never gain weight" To me this sounded more like slander and blasphemy, a disguised attempt at body shaming rather than giving an endearing compliment, at least that what I believed.
So I did what a normal human being would have done who felt body shamed, of course I proceeded to the mirror just to be sure that what I have heard and what I have come to believe by just sounds produced from words were probably just a figment of my imagination, orchestrated by my mischievous ears. I wanted my eyes to give me a much needed benefit of a doubt by looking in the mirror, which I did as soon as possible. As much as I was banking on the mirror to change my recently acquired belief, it only reinforced it. It was a let down
I didn't stop there, I proceeded to the weighting scale believing that where the mirror and my sense of hearing has failed me , the weighing a scale will at least give a much needed glimmer of hope and turn the belief which I just acquired upside down. I jumped on the weighing scale full of hope and optimism which of course was tragically cut short by the calibrated readings which gave a shocking 56kg. To me it was another failed attempt at a desperate need for redemption. Frankly I was dissatisfied with my weight. But as I stood there pondering the over the possible mystery behind my inability to gain weight, a thought flashed into my my mind, "why don't you consciously try to gain instead of leaving it all to chance, be intentional". I said to myself I would gain some weight, forget about the typical new year resolution where people resolve to shed those extra weight, burn those fat and get fit, mine was to gain some pounds and add some fat, but how do I go thay? I thought.
In a bid to answer that question, with a new found determination I embarked on a mission for weight gain, one problem though, if there was a mission there were task to be completed right, as regard task I had no idea what the task were for a successful mission, so I did what? I consulted the internet for guidance. In a flash I entered google.com like a detective who was just a keyboard away from uncovering the mystery behind a mysterious case. I typed "how to gain weight fast and quickly", I got result in seconds clicked on the first line of link I found with result ranging from protein shakes , drugs for quick fix, muscle building secret they claim no one knows, I went through every damn thing, I was armed to the bones which of course needed more flesh on it.
Full of my new found knowledge, I proceeded to the supermarket, purchased a lot of calorie dense provisions- potato chips, chocolates, jam, bread, flours, eggs, butter, sugary snacks that would make any dentist wince and the likes. I was ready for a successful mission of weight gain. I got back home and the journey began, I eat every seconds of every minute in every hour of every day, food became my second name. I was diligent. As a catalyst I laid all day useless on the couch like a sack of potatoes , staying glued to my screen binge watching movies, tv shows and series binge watchable, even the TV remote became a detachable extension of my hand, always within arm's reach. The principle of operation was to reduce any form of catabolism, the motto was "use less energy, gain more weight " . This I did for about two weeks.
After about 2 weeks and some days, I proceeded to the weighing scale likes a champion expecting some changes. The result was worse than a let down , operation gain more weight was in shambles, clearly announced by the calibration on the weighing balance. To put it in clear term I lost 2kg, I was now a 34 Instead of a previous 36. I was crystal clear, the path taken was a wrong one, carved out by none other than me.
I decided to at least consult a professional in nutrition, She shined the light on all dark areas and I realized my mistake, while she made it clear that anybody would love to have a high metabolism and body composition like mine, what I thought was body shaming was actually a sincere compliment. All in all it was a much needed lesson.
So that my story, it 
