Jozi Nights - Post-Phillip Regrets

The last week has been a quiet one for me. Unlike the unruly nights that came with the World Cup, my nights were filled with soft music in the background, a lot of reading and a lot of reality TV. This was all very pleasant, but it did nothing for my weight loss plan because who wants to watch TV without anything to tasty to eat?

And this is why I couldn’t fit into my jeans a few months ago. I managed to fix it though by adding Tae-Bo to my life. Initially I was so excited, and even worked out with a little sports bra because I’d somehow convinced myself that seeing my tummy when working out would push me to do more.

Then Phillip arrived and partying swayed me off the fitness track – because who really has time to work out when there are foreigners to meet and soccer matches to watch? So, it was burgers, pizzas and curries. Bliss!

Now, Phillip is gone and I’ve taken a break from partying. The only thing that’s left behind is a small tyre around my waist and a few uninvited dimples on my thighs. I want to commit to healthier eating, more Tae-bo and less gin. But how many times have I had this conversation with myself? In an attempt to fool proof my plan, I’ve created an army of weight watchers. They too went overboard with burgers and wine and are now paying the price. So three friends and I on a mission we’ve dubbed ‘Operation Summer Bunny’.

All four of us have had many botched weight loss missions before but this is the first time we’ve had to encounter post-Phillip regrets. To celebrate the beginning of this journey we headed to the Alex theatre in Braamfontein to catch Blk Sonshine on stage. The group only performs locally about once a year because one of the members has relocated to the US. It was evident Jo’burg had missed their local music because the venue was packed, and as we sang along Blk Sonshine proved they were as talented and charming as Jozi remembers.

Later we headed to Catz Pyjamas in Melville, they’re the only place that serves a decent meal after midnight. So, in celebration of ‘Operation Summer Bunny’, we had meat platters, pizza, and other yummy treats that we’d have to say goodbye to for a while.

With just under 12 weeks until the sun starts shining again and we shed our layers of clothing, what are your plans? Do you have your own ‘Operation Summer Bunny’? Please share with us; I need all the help we can get.

Author: Zama Nkosi