Sunday, 29 June 2014

The struggle to keep fit.


Not for me!

My thighs are on fire. this is real pain, not satisfying anything! Just because of 15 minutes workout oh. This gym life is not for me.

At least no one will say I didn’t try. I did. I bought a pair of running shoes, Jillian Michaels and Zumba cds, a skipping rope and even attempted to go on a diet. I tried.

 I am sure there is something out there for people like me  and i hope to find it someday. This doesn’t mean that I am giving up though; a sister has got to keep trying right? 
Maybe I need a partner, some sort of motivation?
Ps….I hear the gym is a good place meet eligible brothaz. *wink*

Ahh! This single life!

“All the single sisters who are believing God for a life partner……”
Yup, that’s a call for prayers for the single sisters in the church. I suddenly felt like a gold fish – you know the whole having no where to hide ish?- yes, that was me as some people took it upon themselves to turn and give me a look, as if to remind me . 

I have become a general prayer point in the house of the Lord. Now, I do not have a problem with being prayed for, I just feel soooooooooo uncomfortable and border line embarrassed that it has come to this. And yes, I am over 30 and single. Major prayer point, no?

Anyway, as I made the walk down to the alter, my friend whispered “it kindda feels like we have a disease wey them wan pray for us” I giggled at that but really, I felt bad. I felt sad because I normally wouldn’t have felt there was anything ‘wrong’ with me. But it seems like the society we live in doesn’t believe that we are fine.

And I ask, what if I really just want to be unmarried all my life? What if I just want to be a single mother? What if I want to wait till I am 40 before I get married? Or 50? Who decides the best age for a lady to get married (apart from our biological clocks of course).

So, I went out and with an open heart, I received the prayers and decrees from the man of God and I gave a loud amen!

And this is the church, not a lot of people know me personally to come ask me “when are we coming to chop rice na?” or “when we dey wear ashoebi?” ah, I almost forgot “this year in your year in Jesus name” and there are more.

Don’t get me started on the family members who will look you straight in the face and say “yaya batun aure” “how far with marriage na” or the mother….ah! mama matter is story for another day.

I understand that the concerns may come from a loving place but come on! Give me a break. Please.

Now as much as I do want to “settle down”, I want it to be with the right person and I will not allow pressure from anywhere to stop me from having fun and loving myself before I settle down. I also want to be happy while I am single, while I try to know and understand myself more, while I do my thing and have a fab life. So, as I say amen and thank you for the prayers, I also want to be left alone till I am ready to tell you when to wear ashoebi and  come chop rice.  
Till then, I just want to live and write about my life on the single-ton alley. Hope you enjoy my musing from now and feel free to share your thoughts and stories please.