Round 7

I ate so much last weekend and of course I had to work my ass off during Round 7 with Master Pok yesterday! Magically enough I can now maintain the same pace in ten minutes on the stationary bike and stepper. This is wonderful because it's a sign that my stamina is getting better. 

The only thing I hate to do is jumping because I still feel heavy. It's okay. Easy does it. After all we are working on strengthening my knees and legs first. Blah blah blah. 

You guys, Mustafa Jones' New York steak is delicious. Just sayin'.

Life is beautiful.

Happy Mother's Day

Hope you guys had a wonderful Mother's Day. Can't wait for the boys to grow big enough to understand Mother's Day so that they can throw a tea party for me or something. Hee hee.

Eurgh Monday tomorrow. Work piling up.

Notes from sore limbs.

• My eldest baby turned 4 recently!!! Such a beautiful soul this boy.
• I pretty much cut down on my twitter time since the GE13 (or weeks leading to the big day) because, okay, I get it, everyone has something to say. It's your platform to voice out your opinion and disgruntlement (shit is this even a word*). These days tumblr is my new friend because there's no politics there, only a disgruntled teenager (my niece), kpop stuff and fitness inspirations. Ha! Ha! 
  
• Glad that the weekend is almost here. Road trip to Raub tomorrow. I heard nasi hujan panas and ayam masak merah will be waiting. Can't wait.


• Session 5 & 6 with Master Pok were good. We've gone full cardio although lifting weights made me want to cry a little. I need to cut down on cursing though. Can't help it! 


• Mother's Day this weekend. Can't wait to see my pretty Mama.

You know, when life gives you lemons, just cut a few slices and drown them in warm water and drink! Especially in the morning. Good for digestion, boost immune system, balances PH levels, clears skin, freshens breathe etc!

Have a good weekend.

a stop.

I've stopped following 'plus size' instagrams, blogs or shopping websites. I need to stop feeding my delusion into thinking that I am plus-sized, when I'm actually not. All I need is to get fitter and eat healthier. Oh yes.

Weekend movie

Saw The Impossible today (heavy load laundry that needs to be folded always require a good movie to go with it). Think I cried 4 times throughout the movie! Can't imagine the trauma those survivors have to go through! :(

Long week ahead. Changes are happening within the organization and although I am spared (through word of mouth) I can't help but feel a bit sad that some of us might not be reporting to the same boss anymore.

Master Pok is on leave tomorrow! Small curses. Now have to unhinge my limbs and do my own workout until I see him again on Wednesday. Blah.

Round 4

Oh I'm sorry I'm just gonna update my progress here. Besides, don't you wanna see my before and after pic by the end of the year? *fingers crossed*

Friday's training was a bit easy. Wait, I should never say easy out loud. It will bite me in the butt sooner or later. I went to the gym nearby my office during lunchtime just to test my legs (they were fine, the dull aches were finally replacing the soreness) and braced the Friday traffic for my appointment with Master Pok.

Eh, I digress lah. Yesterday I walked on the treadmill for 8 mins (it's usually 10 mins, thank you MP) and he said we need to work on my arms. Ohkay, I hope it doesn't involve the dreaded weigh ball. Did squats with kettle ball, some liftings, hmmm and more liftings. Blek. Since my husband told him that I've been feeling down lately, Master Pok been encouraging by saying "CONTROL FOOOOOOOOD" and "no pain no gain". Dude, nobody uses "no pain no gain" anymore. That is sooooo the 80s! Sometimes I feel I can just kungfu kick my trainer. I could, I'm paying him good money what.

Aaaaand because I didn't feel so sore today, I tried Les Mills BodyStep in the morning. I'm a disgrace to myself! My coordination is terrible, and oh those steps made me feel like my knees will pop man! Talk about pushing myself over the limit. I think I should just stick to dancing like Zumba or BodyJam like the makcik2 in the gym. -___-

Okay time for bed. Happy voting tomorrow (you'll never see me talk publicly about politics ever, that's just not my forte) and VOTE GYM FOR LIFE.

Bye!

:)

Feeling much better today. So I miscalculated the weight I've lost so far. I know, I can't even do a simple Maths.

Weekend is almost here!

(Photo by Himchan BAP. I haven't been taking photos lately except of me and Rumi making faces)

Just one of those days

Wish I could wax lyrical about what I'm feeling right now but I can't. There is no dull aches in my joints because I am still unable to walk properly after last Tuesday's torture session. :/

I'm probably gonna look back on this post weeks later and think god Nate, you're such a wuss.

But I want to wallow in self pity as a wuss right now.

(image from tumblr)

Round 3

Crazy workout last night. Squats, push-ups, brisk walking moved up to walk-fast-but-try-not-to-fall-off-the-treadmill, planking, steps, ball passing while squatting, wah wah wah no mercy betul Master Pok now eh. I will never give up, although most of the time I'll be begging him to let me stop and catch my breath. I think he knows it too that I won't give up. I hate to disappoint him and most of all I don't want to disappoint myself (and my husband who has so much faith in me). The triumph lies in the high-five that I get from my trainer at the end of every session that signifies hey, I've made it for this round.

[gym posts will be labeled "sore today sexy tomorrow" from now on. Ah the stuff you get from Facebook!]

This is an article written by an ex-uni mate who lost so much weight. An inspiration indeed.
The amazing race.
And another one from a blogger's guest post: Weight loss story.

Also, I've signed up for my company's The Biggest Loser Challenge! First weigh-in will be tomorrow. It will run for 2 months so yeah! Let's do this!

Round 2

"Today is the most tiring session ever" I said to Master Pok.
"But you've only had 2 official sessions with me", he said.

-_-

Dying, surviving, dying, surviving, I just want to be a better person.

monday

Trying to be productive on a monday. But nah, not gonna happen.

Hotodogu

My husband, the reigning food connoisseur took me to Cyberjaya because he said "you must try this Korean food it's really nice". Okay buster, here's the lowdown:
a. Hotodogu is Japanese, not Korean.
b. I don't like Korean food.
Hehe.

If you're in Cyberjaya, head over to Shaftsbury Square (god the cheesiness of the name of this place! Shaft?! Really?!) and check out Hotodogu. They specialize in hotdogs (duh) but they have rice burgers, and the hotdogs and chickens have a savory taste of seaweed, kimchi and mayonaise. Nice.

a: P2-18 Shaftsbury Square, Persiaran Multimedia, Cyber 6, Cyberjaya
t: 03-8325 1018

Now on to a new special segment, gym updates! (I can see I-d0 rolling her eyes already)
So I've signed a 20-sessions training regime with Master Pok. Fun times! Right. I just hope he doesn't kill me in the process. My arm is killing me right now. And my calves are aching. This better be worth the money man.
Oh don't tell him I had nasi lemak for breakfast okay. Ngee.

Not now.

I've been asked to forgive.

Gym day 1

Of course I bought donuts after my first gym session. Nearly died on the treadmill. Master Pok, the unassuming personal trainer said that I have the metabolism of a 61 year old. Not that I would refute that.

If I have power of focus to pretend that the donut shop in front of the gym doesn't exist, I also need to focus on the Elle shop right across it. I will fit into that nice fuchsia dress oh yes. Which means I need to lose some weight before the season ends. Oh cry.

In case you're wondering if this space is gonna change into a health-conscious freak blog, fret not. I still love my food. I had Peruvian chicken for 2 days in a week. Come on!

Flying to KB tomorrow where the foodie in me will run amok. I promise I'll hit the gym to kill all those Kelate calories next week. :)

Weekend is here.

What a day!
Hitting the gym for the first time ever tomorrow. Wish me luck.

Royal Post coffee

Maybe I'm only in love with the idea of this new coffee joint but not the coffee itself.

I'm like an Eskimo buying an igloo! You can try sell to me anything! Heh.

 

p/s: The latte taste a bit weird, which is probably why I came back the next day for a second try. Doesn't taste like your typical latte. But the coffee makes my tummy grumble. Guess I'll make my own coffee tomorrow.

 

 

let go.

My mind is drawing blank right now but I’m taking a break from my awards submissions. April is here and there are 2 main agenda that requires immediate attention for May: Japan trip and the boys’ birthday party. The former will be the last trip and the latter will be the first party so we are gonna try to make the best out of them.

 

For this month, I’m flying back to KB for a day-trip after all this Sunday. Not really looking forward to it (now this is a first!). I just pray that everything will turn out alright. Sign the damn documents, and let go.

 

On a positive note, I hope I can stuff my face with Kelantanese food as much as possible (did you know I joined the gym. That, in another post later my friend); pay a visit to the cemetery; shop a little; visit my foster dad and adios!

 

“These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.”

― Rumi

your life or mine.

I think I've offended a filmmaker because I indirectly told him (through my husband) that his movie is not selling because I don't see any promo done. Of course he was quick to retort this allegation because I think they've spent millions making the movie and more millions on advertisement. Come on, I was being honest and I was just commenting as a lady on the street. I could be wrong about the movie promotions, I'm probably reading the wrong newspapers, watching the wrong channels, listening to the wrong radio stations to even notice the movie promo (also I only watch KBS/OneHD most of the time…). Felt bad about it because I didn't mean to offend him that way.

 

Then my estranged bestfriend from uni is offended with me because his miniscule effort to get us talking again is down the drain only because I forgot to reply his message. Goodness. We are gonna grow old constantly bitter and emotional I'm telling you. After all that we've been through I don't even remember how we fell apart (God now I sound like a sad love song). So I put aside my ego (or whatever left of it) and apologized. Let's meet.

 

And now I am offended because my money-hungry of a stepbrother is pestering me to fly to KB to sign some documents so that he can get his portion as soon as possible. That bastard. Honestly I can't wait to close this episode of my life. The money of the dead can only bring tears and unhappiness.

 

The circle of life. Hope you had a better week.

 

Friday humor

Ame ran over a monkey today and I lol-ed at her whatsapp. Sorry to hear about the monkey but I'm sorrier that her monkey emoticons will face extinction faster than I thought.

Bwahaha.