Thursday, July 15, 2010

Nervous

I will be walking alone this 25th July for the Orange Run. Well, for the most part that is. H will be there but hullo... he's a runner. I'm a walker.

Bleah...

11 km is "small fry" for seasoned marathoners. I, my friends, am not a seasoned marathon runner. Sure I go to the gym four to five times per week, but will that be enough?

Boleh ke ni...??



Nervous, nervous, nervous!

Monday, July 12, 2010

Woosa......... Orange Run Here I Come

Another item in this month's to-do list!



Woot woot! If I complete this one, I'm buying meself a pair of skinny jeans!

11 km's probably not a big deal to anyone else.. but for a girl who used to slipped away during the yearly school Jogathon through an alley that leads straight into a buddy's mom's kitchen... this IS a huge deal, y'alls.

Orange Run, here I come! Err.. although I'd most probably be walking.. or skipping, at the most. Hee..

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Deactivating FB

Today, just a minute ago, I deactivated my FB account.

It felt good. It felt like a huge burden was lifted off my shoulders.

Ah bliss.

I have my own reasons to deactivate the account of course, but it hit me with full-force reality today that I've been online for more than half my life and I am sick of online politics. Ain't it enough that real-life politics can drag you down and challenge your beliefs? As one gets older, why must one subject oneself to unnecessarily added politics and stress that can be easily avoided with one button.

"DEACTIVATE ACCOUNT".

Done.

Friday, July 2, 2010

The Desire to Move On

Lately I've been feeling out of sorts.

Not that my life isn't happy. It truly is. I'm blessed with two exceptionally loving boys that are sensitive to my feelings and try hard to make me happy, always.

But there's something missing that I can't put a finger on.

Maybe its Gibran's hernia surgery coming up next week.

Maybe its the kitchen floor that never looks as clean as I like it to be even after being scrubbed endlessly by yours truly.

Maybe it's the fact that I workout so hard but only lose so little, in my opinion.

Or maybe I've been home too long and need a getaway somewhere.

Not of the holiday sort....

More like the moving sort.

Yeah I'm talking about moving away from here. This city. This country. This life and its tiresome, sickening politics.

Maybe humans are truly nomadic in nature. Maybe we weren't meant to stay in one place too long.


The place my heart misses.

Monday, June 28, 2010

The KL Marathon 2010

Today was super-awesome!


T'was our first time to join the KL Marathon fun :D

H completed the 10k run, while the rest of us a.k.a. "The Rookies" did the 5k Family Fun Walk. H got a medal, I got a finisher's certificate. Hee.

I don't remember KL looking that beautiful. Not since my childhood.

Running at 8 a.m. in the morning throughout the hilly inner roads and main roads of KL does that to you, I guess. When else do you get to do a jiggy-dance right there in the middle of Jalan Tunku Abd. Rahman??

This is definitely going to be a yearly date!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Eternally Young

She would've turned thirty today. And we would've been friends for 25 years this year.

We always joked about how we'd be buddies in our old days and because we both loved to shop, we'd be those orang-orang tua who still shopped like mad. Wearing tudung to cover the greys in my hair (she wouldn't have greys coz she'd be too vain to let em go grey!) and grumbling and b.i.t.c.h.i.n.g. about everything in life amidst LOUD laughter (always happened whenever we were together), we'd be buds till we had great grandchildren.

Alas, it will never happen.

Eternally young she will be.

When she was alive, I always wished her a happy birthday at a belated date. I've always been very bad with dates. We'd meet or chat on the phone and I'd ask her; "Ohhhh yeahhhhhh, so what did you do for your birthday??"... and she'd laugh and say; "Too late again, Nina! I knew it!"..

But today thanks to those savvy reminders we have nowadays, I remembered it on time. On this exact day, not a day too late. I'd love to hear her laugh out loud in amazement if she was still around, to hear that I'd wish her on time, once and for all.

You're still and always in my thoughts, my dear old friend.

May your soul always be amongst the solehins.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Shutting Down the Blogs

I might shut my blogs down. I always feel like I've run out of time for them and there're too many things on my mind that cannot be said out loud. Funny how people often experience writer's block but mine's the total opposite. Too many things that cannot be said, too many things that want to be said sadly don't get said because of lack of time and opportunity.

I'm still unsure about this though. Maybe I should just make my blogs private. As in, seriously private. Hmmm.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Sex and The City 2

Watched it yesterday night, free show some more ;D

And ohmiGOSH. I'm so Charlotte.

Or at least, I was.

I got so caught up with motherhood that everything else became second. Everyything.

Kudos to those to whom motherhood came so naturally and smoothly.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Do You Ever Wonder...?

Do you ever wonder why some of the people that you care so much for can change so much...

Do you ever wonder why some things that you're familiar with could one day suddenly become something so strange that you wondered if you imagined the familiarity and knowledge you have of it in the first place...

Do you ever wonder where time has gone when it seems like just yesterday when the first that stared back at you was of a young girl and now you can see lines emerging on the face that looks right back at you in the harsh light of the day....

Do you ever wonder how you got here..

And feel worried and even a little sad about what big surprises await you in the future that you have little control of.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Man vs. Woman

I've been with the gym for 3 months now, and have had about 14 sessions with that personal trainer of mine. So far I've lost four kilos, and my jeans are looser around the tummy.

Before you say "Hey that's great!" or "Wow, good on you!".. let me just highlight a typical day at the gym, and a typical day of training.

On a training day, I get to the gym at 10.40 a.m. I usually have breakfast at home, at 9 a.m. so that by 10.40, the food's gone down nicely. As soon as A sees me (A is my trainer), he'd say; "Fifteen minutes!" or "Twenty minutes".. which basically means that's how long I have to be on the cross-trainer or the elliptical machine (using a fat-burning program setting that leaves your legs feeling like jelly and your thighs burning like on fire). Then when I'm done with the "warm-up" part (yes that's just the warm-up), A would start me on a circuit training program, or sometimes we'd make our rounds and work the machines. If the day's training involves circuit training, a typical session would involve approximately 200 lunges, 100 squads, 100 tricep curls of some sort (don't ask me the names of the motions coz I don't know), 100 bicep curls/exercises of some sort, 100 shoulder-strengthening exercises, 100 lower back exercises, 50 upper back-strengthening exercises (usually we do the "seated rowing" for this with weighs up to 20 kilos), 100 pulley-exercises, 100 reverse crunches, intervals on the step-thingy (where you go up the step and kick or simply jog up and down the step in a hurry).. and many many other exercises that the forever pleasant-but-sadistic A could squeeze into our one-hour session. And A, being the hardworker (right!) that he is, would gladly extend the session to nearly 2 hrs if there's no client waiting after me. And after the session is over, it's back onto the elliptical or the cross-trainer again for another 20 to 30 minutes of fatburning cardio.

On a non-training day, I'd come in at about 11.00 a.m., do 20 minutes of fatburning cardio, and then spend about 40 minutes to an hour working the machines and doing lunges, squats, crunches and weights. Then it's back for another 20 minutes on the cardio machines before rushing off to shower and fetch Gibran from school at 1 p.m.

Every week I'll have two days of personal training, and three days of independent trainer-free workouts (either at the gym of at home on my own elliptical, and using H's gym equipment).

So let me get this straight...

For the amount of work that I put in every week, I really want to see a bigger number than FOUR KILOS.

Just look at the biggest loser and the kilos that fly every week!

Oh well. A girl can dream, right?!

Now lets talk about H.

He works out 5 to 6 days a week about one hour each time, using some workout programs he downloads from the Internet..

And he's already tight and taught from muscles all over in places one can think of. His abs only has a thin layer of fat left amidst those ketul-ketulan of stomach muscles, his arms do not have even an ounce of fat left, and his face looks thin to the point of being gaunt. Oh, and his body fat is more than 10% less than mine.

Blame it on the genetic differences and the biologies of man versus woman.

But really.

How unfair can life be?!