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Weekboek III – Blokken en daten gaan niet gepaard!

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Awel, die goede voornemens, hé, die hangen al ferm mijn kl*ten uit! Ik eet vele gezonder, maar ik verhonger ook enorm! Ik sport ook vele meer, dat voel ik aan mijn achterwerk. Maar dat studeren, …. pfff, dat studeren lukt voor geen meter! Er zijn dus vakken die ik met ‘enthousiasme’ studeer, en met ‘enthousiasme’ bedoel ik ‘dik-tegen-mijn-goesting-maar-het-lukt’, maar er zijn dan ook vakken waarvan je denkt “GODVERDOMSEMILJAARDENOMDEDIEU”! Economie is daar één van. ‘k Bedoel, het klinkt best interessant, en toen ik in het middelbaar economie kreeg vond ik dat ook interessant, helaas is economie van het middelbaar vele gemakkelijker dan economie in hoger onderwijs. Ik snap trouwens niet dat wij dat vak krijgen. Waar en wanneer zou ik economie in een communicatie carrière, in Godsnaam, nodig hebben? WAAR? WANNEER? En met WIE? Nooit. Nergens. Met Niemand.

Enfin, zulke vakken horen er nu eenmaal bij, en als ik ooit wil afstuderen, een diploma halen en een toffe job wil, dan zal ik mij erdoor moeten sleuren. Uiteindelijk viel dat examen nog best mee. Van studeren kwam er niet veel van in huis, precies omdat ik de leerstof niet begreep maar het examen was niet zo moeilijk als het handboek zelf, haal is de 10 nog? Wish me luck!

Een ander goede voornemen dat op mijn bucketlist stond was op date gaan, wel ja, dat lukt toch ook niet als je dagdagelijks opgesloten zit omdat je hoort te studeren. Aangezien ik ergens wel een klein beetje bijgelovig ben, lees ik graag mijn horoscoop op websites zoals elle.be, elle.com, elle.fr, enfin de Elle, quoi. Niet dat ik geloof in de bullshit dat Elle verkoopt maar soms is het wel fucked up creepy wat ze te verkondigen hebben voor de Maagd. Onlangs wou ik mijn horoscoop op elle.fr lezen en dit stond er dus:

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Je moet geen Frans kunnen om te begrijpen dat er op gebied van de liefde niets te melden valt! Hoe erg kan het wel zijn? Het lijkt alsof ik weer een solo Valentijn tegemoet zal gaan. Netflix and Ben & Jerry’s, anyone?

Tweewekelijks breng ik een weekboek uit, waarin ik zal zagen en klagen over mijn leven: over het daten en vooral niet daten, over het dieten, over het sporten en het studeren en over alles wat er tussenin gebeurt. Ik klaag ook graag op Twitter en Instagram dus als je een glimp van mijn leven wilt volgen op social media, moet jij je vooral niet generen om mij te volgen: Twitter: @sarahkafif, Instagram: @sarahkafif 

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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Weekboek II: Wandelen

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Een ding dat ik voor het nieuwe jaar ben begonnen, dus technisch gezien niet bij mijn “goede voornemens” hoort, is dat ik ben beginnen wandelen. Begrijp me niet verkeerd, ik wandelde al, maar nu is het echt wel next level wandelen. Ik bedacht me ineens dat ik wel wat meer frisse lucht kon gebruiken, en met dit zacht weertje hier in Antwerpen, besloot ik op een zondag namiddag te gaan wandelen en wat van de buurt te verkennen.

Ik woon al 24 jaar (aka héél mijn leven) in Borgerhout en ik ken mijn buurt goed maar op een gegeven moment ben ik niet meer met interesse door mijn buurt heen gegaan en ben ik bepaalde plekken gewoon vergeten! Ondertussen zijn we zoveel jaren verder en ontdekte ik dat ik straatnamen vergeten was, en dat ik bepaalde pleinen hun evolutie niet had meegemaakt. Ik werd daar stiekem droevig van en besloot er iets aan te veranderen. Ik besloot minstens één keer per week (bijvoorbeeld op zondag) een wandeling door mijn stad te doen.

De laatste zondag van 2015 ging ik door heel Borgerhout, deels Antwerpen-Noord en Deurne heen. Ik ging mezelf een koude koffie halen uit de supermarkt, en weg was ik. Me, my coffee & basketsloefkes gingen ervoor. Het leek mij alsof ik een eeuwigheid weg was, maar eigenlijk was ik maar drie kwartier buiten. Ik verschoot dat de wijk achter mijn straat ineens zo veranderd was, hoe het pleintje waar ik als kind speelde helemaal gepimpt was, hoe weinig mensen er wel op straat zijn op zo’n zondag namiddag. Deze wandeling deed me goed, en ik besloot dit tot mijn routine toe te voegen: elke zondag, in de late ochtend maak ik een wandeling en stop ik even ergens voor een koffie om er aan mijn blog te werken of wat in te halen op gebied van lecture.

Dat deed ik ook de eerste zondag van het jaar. Man, wat een drukte! Het was koopzondag, en solden daar bovenop, wat haat ik dat! Dit doe ik dus nooit meer! De straten waren druk en ongezellig, en wou nog eens na lange tijd naar Caffènation, wat vroeger mijn favoriete koffiebar was, en het was er zo druk, maar voor de lekkere Flat Whites en Lattes kom ik graag terug, maar dan niet op een koopzondag of tijdens de soldenmaanden.

De blokperiode is toch officieel van start gegaan. Lange wandelingen zal ik dus de komende weken niet meer maken, en lang in Caffènation zal ik niet blijven zitten. Ik moet mij dringend eens focussen op mijn boeken en syllabi, wat trouwens op mijn goede-voornemens-lijst stond…

Tweewekelijks breng ik een weekboek uit, waarin ik zal zagen en klagen over mijn leven: over het daten en vooral niet daten, over het dieten, over het sporten en het studeren en over alles wat er tussenin gebeurt. Ik klaag ook graag op Twitter en Instagram dus als je een glimp van mijn leven wilt volgen op social media, moet jij je vooral niet generen om mij te volgen: Twitter: @sarahkafif, Instagram: @sarahkafif 

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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Singlehood, Part III: Lawyered!

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Last time in Singlehood, Part II: I’m over Mister Small Penis:

By that time, I had gained ten kilograms since the relationship started, to April 2014. I did realize I was fat but somehow didn’t want to do anything about it. Dating people was not in my vocabulary. A friend told me about Tinder and I made an account, that wasn’t the best experience to be honest. I had a lot of matches, but all were more into sex and not into dating, the ones who were into dating were straight dumb assholes. This app made me insecure even more. I had gained a lot of weight and wasn’t going to show my naked self to any man on planet earth as long as I was looking like I did. College had gone worst, I had failed almost all my classes and couldn’t pass for them all in the resit period. I didn’t gain the required 50% and wasn’t allowed to study at this university anymore and didn’t see that coming. I had to make a choice ASAP and quickly decided I should go for a language teacher’s program. I came home crying after a week in that college, quit, and started Applied Linguistics all over again, in another university. By October 2014, still single. 

I couldn’t find my marks in here, I wasn’t friends with anyone, still thinking about last year where everything was great friendship wise. October went by, the first year anniversary of my sister’s death. I couldn’t believe it had been a year already. Update on my #YOLO project? Stil not very far, to be honest. I wasn’t in the mood either to yoloing the *ish out of everything. I felt like nothing. But at least, I wasn’t lying to my boyfriend about university, like Mister Small Penis did. About that story, Mister Small Penis told me he was in law school in Rotterdam when we met. At first, as I didn’t know Mister Small Penis, I believed him. You know, giving people the benefit of the doubt, right? After knowing him a bit, I quickly realized that him being in Law School is extremely ambitious. He was a slow minded person. He did speak his first language on a mother tongue level (I guess??) but, his English and Dutch were rotten and the rest of his polygotness, inexistent. He then told me his mom paid 8000 euros for his entire BA at Erasmus University while this is not how tuition goes in Holland. You pay year by year as you do not know if you can actually pass a year in college as you have to gain all credits back in order to pass to BA 2, fully. And back then tuition fee for a year in a Dutch College was around €1700,00 x 3 years in Law School = €5100,00. He also told me that he got a train abonnement from Antwerp to Rotterdam from the university, which after a little research, doesn’t exist. And when I confronted him with all these facts, he didn’t know what to say, as ‘Mommy did all the paperwork for him’. So, who are you trying to impress here, really? No one, indeed. Then, at the end of his so-called First BA in Law School, I asked him if he had any retakes to do (which you expect from a guy who isn’t that clever, I could even say, plain stupid.) and the answer was NO. He also had plenty of time to wake up around 10 during the finals, could study 3 to 4 hours a day and go to the gym at night like it’s all a piece of cake. Oh, oh! And he called me a couple of times during the academic year, telling me he was in class (in Holland, obviously) and hung on the phone for an hour, while I told him he shouldn’t call me as it is very expensive but he’d always tell me ‘Don’t worry, don’t worry, my mom pays the bill’ and as it an international phone call, I’d expect to pay half way through the conversation, but I never had to. And my true detective-self would found this to be strange and check his ‘flag’ on BBM that would tell me if he was in Holland yes or no and as I guessed, never of these times he would suppose to be in Holland, the Dutch flag would come up. NEVER.  

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So Mister Small Penis not only had a small penis, he was a filthy lying prick too. Oh, oh! I was Googling ‘Mister Small Penis’ to see if this term was already in use (but it wasn’t) and I found a picture of sizes of penises and conclusion: we should call him Mister Extra Small Penis, as a ‘small penis’ was bigger than his, but we’re not going to do that, as I like Mister Small Penis as a name. In my case a name, in his case a Lifestyle and fact. For some reason, I’d like to prank him at the moment. Just because I feel like I should give Karma a push in the back. I once told him that one day Karma would take him back and I’d be watching him on the front row, but that day hasn’t come yet, and I’m really in doubt about if that day will ever come. 

Karma did somehow hit him after the breakup. A little before the breakup, the gym we went to was going to swap from being a HealthCity (an all inclusive gym) to Basic-Fit (a basic no facilities gym). He obviously wasn’t going to workout in a basic gym, so he was going to switch to HealthCity in Berchem. I would too, as it was the closest to where the other gym was and I fully used the sauna, tanning bed, and other facilities. At that time, we were still together but he started weird conversations about the gym, quite often. Saying it wasn’t a good idea going to that gym in Berchem because all his friends were there, he couldn’t give me any attention, etc. Pure Bull crap, I ruminated about for days. Literally, a day before the final day our gym was a HealthCity, he broke up with me! Don’t you think it’s weird? I did! That’s why he didn’t convince me to swap to another HealthCity in the city. Starting from November 2012, I went to HealthCity Berchem, and he was there too. He’d see me every single day and he’d look down to the ground, as of he was ashamed. He’d better look down, that son of a *****! He somehow became my motivation to go to the gym, this way I’d stay thin. I got quickly over that gym, left it as it was far from where I live and moved to HealthCity Keyserlei, in the city. 

2014 went by and somehow wanted to make friends in my class, and so I did. I became friends with Zoë and Ines. By that time in 2015, I was still very much single. I wanted to retire from the department of Singlehood, but things started to change a bit in that department. 

Each week I am going to tell you a piece of my singlehood story and last relationship, that will lead us to where I am today. If you are interested in knowing more, stay tuned on my blog because I will be posting an article each week to tell you more about it. I will not divulge any real names in it, if one day I use a name, I will make sure to change the name to another one, except if that person is okay with being named. Obviously, I am not sharing any specific details about my ex or any involved men. We’ll call him Mister Small Penis.

Until Next Time, 

Love | Sarah K.

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Singlehood, Part II: I’m over Mister Small Penis!

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Last week in Singlehood Part I: Damn it! It just got to me, he was one hell of an asshole and thinking about it made me realize why. I started cyberstalking him, to see what did chance in his life on social media, to see if he had someone else…

I’d gone through his BBM, WhatsApp, and Facebook. Suddenly, I see a girl post things on his wall, a little way too often, with ‘love’ emojis. Even though he stayed cool to all these messages, I knew this was just his way of hiding it. It got in my face like: That small-penised bastard had someone else! I don’t say he ‘cheated on me while we were together’ but to be with me he left his ‘booty call’ so why wouldn’t he leave me to be with this girl, right? I was fierce, I should have known that his leaving-his-bootycall-situation would turn out to be the same situation I’m in. I’m not going to lie, It got me down, but on the other hand, I kind of cyberstalked that girl and I quickly figured out that she has no future with him either. She isn’t religious, not from the same ethnic background and the background she is from, his mother hates the guts out of these people, #Racist. 

All the little things he said once just surfaced up to me. He once told me he was physically into these girls from ‘that ethnic background’. Now, the girl from ‘that ethnic background’ is suddenly pretty active on his Wall. She studies Law at the university, he told me he ‘studied’ law at the university (a lie I will talk about later). They are suddenly at the same parties ALL THE TIME. Come on, how much hints does a girl need to realize he was a sneaky bastard who used her? Oh and by the way, why do people who are overly active on social media with each other, are never on pictures together at these parties they are always at? Do you have something to hide, Mr. Small P.?

Sudden realization: he used me! I was just a past time baby till the next one arrived, but I’m sure she is just a past time baby too, till the next one arrives. It didn’t make me happy, but I thought: hey, I’m not the only one, so go on with your life, girl. That’s what I did. As I told you before, I went out, had too many drinks, great food and suddenly gained much weight. By the time I was completely done with him and wanted to meet new guys, I had gained so much weight that the insecureness got to me. I didn’t want to date any guy, any time soon. 

In the main time, I got my high school degree, went to college and that didn’t work out either. It became a whole mingle of things that gone wrong. I really felt like a piece of shit. I started college in January so I hadn’t had a full academic year. I fully started my first BA in October 2013, I met new people, made new friends and everything started to look like I was going to get a kick in the ass and everything would fall into place. There was a cute boy from abroad in my class and we got along (friendly speaking, bien sûr) but I quickly realized he had a girlfriend, #Bummer.  Okay, he has a girlfriend, so be it. He made me realize or made me make the click that I was 100% over Mister Small Penis. Unfortunately, my big sister died not so long ago, and not wanting to go into details, it didn’t better my situation. As she died very quickly, I decided that #YOLO was the way to go. I promised myself I would say yes to every invitation I got from friends. School was still a misery, I went out almost every single night, I belonged to a group of friends who were younger than I am and it fell good. I went to London with a couple of friends, had a blast all year round. But I forgot that I was single for one year and a half now. Did I care? I think I’ve got into the friend zone with… MYSELF! 

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By that time, I had gained ten kilograms since the relationship started, to April 2014. I did realize I was fat but somehow didn’t want to do anything about it. Dating people was not in my vocabulary. A friend told me about Tinder and I made an account, that wasn’t the best experience to be honest. I had a lot of matches but all were more into sex and not into dating, the ones who were into dating were straight dumbs assholes. This app made me insecure even more. I had gained a lot of weight and wasn’t going to show my naked self to any man on planet earth as long as I was looking like I did. College had gone worst, I had failed almost all my classes and couldn’t pass for them all in the resit period. I didn’t gain the required 50% and wasn’t allowed to study at this university anymore and didn’t see that coming. I had to make a choice ASAP and quickly decided I should go for a language teacher’s program. I came home crying after a week in that college, quit, and started Applied Linguistics all over again, in another university. By September 2014, still single. 

Each week I am going to tell you a piece of my singlehood story and last relationship, that will lead us to where I am today. If you are interested in knowing more, stay tuned on my blog because I will be posting an article each week to tell you more about it. I will not divulge any real names in it, if one day I use a name, I will make sure to change the name to another one, except if that person is okay with being named. Obviously, I am not sharing any specific details about my ex or any involved men. We’ll call him Mister Small Penis.

Until Next Time, 

Love | Sarah K.

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Summer Update!

Finals over, diet K.O.

Last time I have written a post I was determinated to go healthy all the way. Unfortunately (read the first article) I went all up and then all down. The first week of the exams was good, I ate normal and healthy and went to the gym four times. I woke up every single day at 6 A.M and studied all day long. First exam arrived and the struggle got real! I knew I was going to fail, the motivation got me down and bad food saw the light of my mouth.

It got me thinking about the future of my studies and had to make a huge decision. I will talk about it later when it is finalized (circa. September/October 2015).

Anyway, I have some time to blog now and opened a YouTube account. I have a shopping haul on its way, a foodlog that I have filmed during the exams, etc. Subscribe to my channel, this way you will be updated when I upload a video.

I am reviewing loads of products, I still need to figure out how to make nice pictures to show you, though. 😉

Until Next Time,

Love | Sarah K.

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The benefits of water during the exams (and all times!)

I have been reading a lot of articles these last couple of days, about how I should improve my entire exam period, health wise. I came across an article in a Belgian newspaper about the effects of water on our body/health. As it is in Dutch, some of you will not understand a single word of it, and that is why I am going to recapitulate the entire article for you, because first of all water is quite important in your life AND during the exams, second of all I like to analyse things and try them out for you, for me, for everybody. 
 
Basically, our body consist of 60 to 70% of water and we sweat, breath and urinate moisture, which we need to compensate with enough of our fluid intake. The amount of water we should drink depends on a couple of factors: how active we are; our health; where we live, and what we drink in a day. 
 
A study has shown that in a normal situation, the adult human being needs to drink around 2,5 liters of water per day to keep the water balance in place. This includes our food intake. But, in our Western European climate we only need 1,5 liters of water per day.
 
When I say water, I mean any liquid but when you drink a glass of water versus a glass of Coke, coffee, tea, etc. it will not have the same effect on you. Coffee and tea are slightly diuretic, which results in the need to compensate much more while water is pure hydration/fuel for your body. Alcohol is the most diuretic of them all, so you will need even more water to compensate that. 
 
 
Anyways, I think you get it. A well-hydrated body is healthy and has a better connection to your brain because water fuels the body AND the brain. It helps you function much better because when you are dehydrated you are energyless which results little concentration on whatever you do. Furthermore, as I want to lose weight during my finals, what the article mentioned as well is the more you drink, the more it gives your body the opportunity to burn fat, and is this not what we all want? The other option is to drink two glasses of water before any meal. This creates the illusion of being full and results in eating less, and re-results in losing weight = WIN-WIN! 
 
One last and important point is that the brain shrinks when we work out for at least 90 minutes without hydrating ourselves. This is not what we want, right? We need our brain during the exams, so ladies and gentlemen, drink water whenever you can! 
 
After knowing this all, we will be able to hydrate ourselves well during the entire period of finals. Now, what am I going to do? I am going to try the two glasses of water before any meal; drink as much water during my workout, and watch my “anything-else-but-water” consumption and compensate it with an extra water intake. 
 
I decided to vlog the entire period during finals. Hopefully, you will like it, as much as I am excited to film everything. You will be able to follow me on my water intake this way. I am the kind of person who could forget to drink water once in a while because I am next to never thirsty. So, don’t forget to subscribe to my YouTube channel and get my videos from the moment they are up. 😉 
 
Until Next Time, 
 
Love | Sarah K.
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Healthy during exams


Last time I wrote a blog post I was determined to go healthy ALL THE WAY. Unfortunately, I have not tried to be healthy at all. The food that has passed through my mouth is unbelievable! I have not felt this miserable since a long time and I really need to change that, because my exams will start soon and we all know it is not a good idea to feel miserable during that period, and junk food will not fuel my brain, keep me motivated, etc. 

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I made a schedule for my exams: waking up early, study at least 10h a day, take breaks regularly, go to the gym 3 to 4 times a week, etc. The only thing I did not do is a food schedule, which I desperately need. Lots of fruits, veggies, complex carbohydrates, lots of water, tea and coffee. Just before writing this I was watching the news and a nutritionist was talking about complex carbs, that they pass through the digestive system, they are broken down into glucose and they are your brain and body’s primary fuel. Vitamins, fiber, and minerals are what I need to pass through exams. 
This morning I ate something with simple carbs and a café au lait (with skimmed milk), it is okay, as long as I do not exaggerate. I finished half the stuff I had to do for today, which I am happy about. At lunch, I had two slices of spelt bread with shrimps and a little touch of cream (I know it is not good!), but overall everything so far so good. 


My goal is to lose 7 kilos by July 1st, 2015, 1 kilo per week is doable. It should not be difficult to be healthy during the exams, and I want to prove it. Should I blog about it, vlog about? Let me know if you read this. 
 

Until then, 

Love | Sarah K.

PS: I added a picture of brain foods I need during the exams. 🙂 Enjoy! 

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Why is it so hard to lose weight?

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I have been on a diet my entire life! Yes, it is true, I have been on a diet since I was a little chubby girl. According to my mother, I have been chubby since I was 18 months old. And since I can remember, I have visited dietitians since I was 6 or 7 years old.
 
When I turn 12 and puberty started to show, being on a diet finally payed off. I lost some weight and looked (what I thought was) skinny. I actually was not, according to medicine. I was 1m68 and 67 kg for the age of 12/13. But I looked good, my face was even too boney to my taste, but I was wearing EU size 38 in pants and it felt GREAT!
 
Since I was 12 I had gained, lost, gained again, lost again en gained AGAIN! I have never been more than a year without fully NOT complaining about my weight. At the age of 18, I had reached the point where I was at my heaviest. I was depressed, decided to switch schools, had a new job, and my sister had just subscribed to a gym and this was my chance because daddy wanted to pay for the subscription fee.
 
I enrolled, got some personal training for free with my subscription and was determined to lose the weight at any cost. At first it was hard. I was never the sporty type, and suddenly I had to visit the gym 5 times a week. After a couple of weeks, it became my DRUG! 5 to 6 times a week, I was a regular at my gym! Made friends, knew every single person who worked there, I was even closing the gym (almost) every single night. After 4 months of heavy fitness training, clean eating, I had lost 13 kg and a depression. My self-esteem got a boost and I was ready to flirt with the dating scene.
 
I started dating and suddenly did not care about my eating habits anymore. Why is that? Why do girls always lose interest in health once they are off the hook? I regretted. By beginning of 2015, 4 years after I had lost 13 kilograms, I had gained the 13 kilos + 5 extra kilos. I felt like the biggest loser in the world! I, again, decided it was time to change that.
 
My mother swears by a book she bought 20 to 30 years ago, who made her loose weight when she needed to. This book promises you to loose 8 kilograms by eating clean for 21 days and having a break for a week. To encourage me, my mother joined me and we ate clean for 19 days. I had lost 5 kilograms, I was bloody happy, did not need any sweets anymore, I felt great! Till the day I decided I could handle a little treat. Started from that day, it all went wrong. Long story short, I discovered the Military Diet, did lose weight, gained it mostly back after eating “normal” again. Did it 2 to 3 times to speed up the process of “looking good for Pal Mundo Festival”, the event I had planned during Spring Break a month ago. 
 
We are a month later and I have eaten sh*t the entire time! Why is it so hard to lose weight, and keep track? the only thing I have kept is the gym, I have been going to the gym 4 to 5 times a week religiously. Now, I am writing this blog post, while eating chips (yes ma’am, it is the truth!), because I have decided, once more that it is enough! In the first place, I wanted to lose some weight these last months because I had that Festival I had to go to during Spring Break and I wanted to look good in my dress. I had lost these 5 kilograms by the time of the Festival (Pal Mundo in Ahoy Rotterdam, by the way), and I did look good in my dress. By that time I had no restrictions for myself anymore and I kept eating unhealthy things. Now, I don’t have any particular events coming up, I will not go on vacation this year, I have plenty of work and sh*t to finish for school that I will be dragging till at least August 2015. Results? I want to lose weight for MYSELF, take the time to lose it because I want to look good for myself FOREVER, not for a particular event that is coming up. 
 
While I finish up my bag of chips, read my words: from tomorrow May 4th 2015 I will be eating healthy, keep a “diet” of 1300 kcal per day, I will keep track on MyFitnessPal as I did before, I will drink at least 2 liters of water per day and go to the gym between 3 to 5 times a week.
 
Until Next Time,
Love | Sarah K.
 
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