Twelve months, four letters each. Some weeks the scale cooperates. Some weeks it files a formal objection.
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Month One begins with birthday tiramisu and ends with a gym membership. In between: Naivasha buffets, a life-insurance scale that reports four uninvited kilos, a twenty-hour flight full of good intentions, and the discovery that Bogotá walks everywhere anyway.
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Month 1 · Week 1
It's your birthday today—exactly one year before you turn 50—and guess what? You haven't changed much. There is tiramisu involved, wine is on its way, and next week holds three days in Naivasha and buffet after buffet. So: kama mbaya, mbaya.
Month 1 · Week 2
There is something distinctly unsettling about turning 49. Then came the life-insurance medical, the triage scale, and four extra kilos I had not ordered. Four kilos, people!
Month 1 · Week 3
KFC in Nairobi, twenty hours of good intentions at 35,000 feet, then jet lag in Bogotá demanding fries. But the city walks, the Ciclovía calls—and I ended the week with a gym membership.
Month 1 · Week 4
Everything hurts, the muscles are threatening legal action — and yet: 71,315 steps, five days over 10,000, and a first, humbling encounter with mat Pilates and a very orange exercise ball.
