Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 82

Song Miaomiao didn’t dare to set the running speed too high at the beginning. Seven was already pushing her limits. After running for twenty minutes, she was so exhausted that she gasped for breath. She adjusted the speed to five and began brisk walking. Gritting her teeth, she pushed through for forty minutes.

Gosh, it was exhausting!

Sweat poured down uncontrollably, and her clothes clung to her body.

Song Miaomiao rested for a while, then gritted her teeth and switched to the elliptical machine. The intensity of the elliptical machine was gentler than the treadmill, and it also protected her knees. After using it for nearly an hour, Song Miaomiao felt hungry and tired. She kept refilling herself with hot water to ease the empty feeling in her stomach.

To emphasize the actress’s perseverance, the story portrayed her as an ugly duckling and a chubby girl. What she had mentioned in the first chapter turned out to be a pit she had dug for herself.

But at the moment, she didn’t even have the energy to cry. After lying on the sofa in the rest area for two hours, Song Miaomiao finally ate only a large portion of bibimbap and a small bowl of beef noodles, and then spent an hour and a half on the exercise bike in the afternoon.

At night, she dragged her exhausted legs back to her room, collapsed onto her bed, and drifted off to sleep.

Feeling hungry, Song Miaomiao felt like she could eat a cow right then. She rummaged through the junk food in the refrigerator and filled her stomach slightly. Generally speaking, the higher the body weight, the larger the food intake correspondingly. The more a person ate, the bigger their stomach would be, and the bigger their stomach would be, the more they ate. It was a vicious cycle.

Song Miaomiao grabbed her phone and swiftly ordered several cans of weight loss food replacements, including milkshakes, oatmeal, and other coarse grains, along with a juicer that would arrive in the city the next day.

“Eating less and exercising” was the simplest truth about losing weight.

If one kept eating, they wouldn’t be able to reduce it. Such a high calorie intake couldn’t be reduced. Song Miaomiao decided to make vegetable juice for breakfast in the future, using ingredients like carrots or green vegetables to boost her vitamin intake. She planned to add oatmeal and other coarse grains to satisfy her hunger, followed by boiled eggs　　

In addition, she would eat eggs with morning or afternoon tea when she had fewer but more frequent meals.

She needed a normal diet at noon, but with less oil, salt, and starch, opting for whole grains as the staple food, and choosing white meat like boiled chicken breast or steamed fish, avoiding overly oily and greasy foods. It was unrealistic to replace meals with milkshakes at night.

Anyway, she couldn’t eat white rice but could cook whole grains if desired. Coarse grains would stay in the stomach longer, providing a greater feeling of fullness. Song Miaomiao emptied all the snail noodles and junk food from the refrigerator.

She ordered a cheap weighing scale and weighed herself every morning on an empty stomach. A thick white paper was pasted on the wall, and weight records were marked with markers. 

Although she could use an app for recording, Song Miaomiao found it more intuitive to stick it on the wall. After all, the phone’s screen was small, requiring clicks to access, whereas the wall was more in her line of sight.

Song Miaomiao visited the vegetable market every two days to buy fresh vegetables and juices for a month. She lost about ten catties in weight. While for many people, a ten-catties weight loss would be significant, for Song Miaomiao, it didn’t make a big difference!

Her weight was too much! And the further she progressed, the tougher it became! Song Miaomiao couldn’t endure the month’s training. Thinking of her future life felt hopeless once again. So she adjusted her diet again, reducing her intake, and persisted for another two months, losing weight to 152 catties.

Losing more than 30 catties in three months was already an accomplishment, but Song Miaomiao was not happy at all; only she knew how uncomfortable it was for her to persist. The desperation to lose weight, the inability to enjoy delicious food, required immense willpower, and daily exercise drained her willpower. Every night when she lay in bed, she felt very sad, with no one to talk to or comfort her.

Most importantly, she missed him very much! But there was no male lead in this world. She couldn’t see him! The longing tormented her constantly. Sometimes, falling asleep quickly after exhausting exercise became a way to numb herself and escape everything, but other times, the emptiness after exercising continued to torment her. She continued to grit her teeth.

After another month, her weight dropped to one hundred and forty-six catties, and she couldn’t drop any more. Song Miaomiao knew that she had encountered a bottleneck period in weight loss. As the body weight kept dropping, her body activated emergency procedures to protect itself from “starvation” by significantly reducing basic consumption. The only option was to increase the amount of exercise.

She had been losing weight for more than five months, just shy of half a year. With such a heavy load every day, she had shed almost forty catties. Under such high intensity, Song Miaomiao was almost depressed.

She dug a pit for herself! Therefore, she had to push herself to lose weight!

If only there were no pits to dig or fill!

But if she didn’t dig a pit and fill it, it would have been impossible to meet the male lead.!

Alas, it would have been fine if she hadn’t written this part.

Song Miaomiao was really uncomfortable.

She decided to take a day off, putting aside her weight loss goals for the day. She went for a leisurely walk in the park, visited a museum, and indulged in some shopping at a mall…

Amidst the bustling, amid the heavy traffic, Song Miaomiao stood, her gaze inadvertently drawn upward to a towering poster of a shopping mall.

Yi Qing!

Ling Qianyi!

Song Miaomiao was so shocked that she even dropped the things in her hands to the ground.

The car horns blared impatiently, and the driver even leaned out of his window to urge, “It’s a red light, why are you standing in the middle of the road?”

A series of honking vehicles failed to wake Song Miaomiao from her daze, tears streaming down her face as she stared at the poster.

The driver simply stopped honking and murmured, “You must be deaf,” before carefully going around her and continuing on.

Finally, the light turned green.

A kind passerby girl picked up Song Miaomiao’s scattered shopping bags and gently tugged at her sleeve. Having noticed her motionless state in the middle of the road moments ago, the girl called out to her twice to snap her out of it. But Song Miaomiao remained unresponsive, lost in her thoughts, unable to discern her direction. Like the driver before her, the passerby girl assumed she was deaf, blind, or disabled, and kindly guided her across the road.