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It’s the end of June!

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June 2012

 

 

 
Almost the end of June, now. Everyone else is dreading the day when they’ll have to pay the rent. Me? I can’t wait.

It’ll be my last rent check and I will be off in August.

By the by, I mentioned that I will be having 2 open house hours this week in my previous post. However, I only had the first and so many people were committed to the place that on that very day, my place has been rented out.

Now I can feel less anxious throughout the semester outside school. Originally I thought I am going to be busy throughout July dealing with school and finding new tenants for my landlord after I leave. But turns out that it’s that simple. Thank God.

Anyway, in that last post I also mentioned that I might post some food diary entries. So here it is for today. Yay!

Also, looking back at the past 6 months, I can count how many times I visited the gym by counting my blog posts. The last time I visited the gym wasn’t this one, though. It was the evening right before my boyfriend arrived at SFO, which was on April 2. I remember very clearly I had the most intense workout of the year that evening. Although it’s just the usual elliptical machine for 30 minutes, my intensity level goes up the most at 30. Which is insane. I know if I didn’t work out that day, I would’ve gained 2 kg by the time he went back home to Jakarta, instead of the 1.5 kg I gained. So it was well worth it. Then, during the first week or the second week of May, I quitted the gym. I didn’t bother anymore because it was my finals week and the week before I participated in my graduation ceremony. Then my parents were here and everything… So my life itself at that time was a workout.

Then, although I didn’t keep a log here, in the last couple of weeks I’ve been jogging a little outside, just around the block. I realized my fitness levels are steadily declining, despite having a lower body weight than I had when I was working out. I guess I eat less and sleep more now, both of which are responsible for the lower body weight. Generally less appetite too.

But I promised myself (and the gym managers) that once I’m back in Jakarta, I will be jumping on the wagon again. My brain desperately needs a routined workout schedule for the previous 3 or so months. So before that day comes, I just want to inform readers that I’ll be logging my workouts the same way I’m logging my food diary today too – neat, clean, simple. Why? Well… Honestly, I like to read stuff with simple formats (Who doesn’t?). So now reading back all my gym-visit entries, it all feels like a blur 0.0

Keeping my brain fit has been a lifelong promise I’ve made since the last 3 to 4 years ago – to eat healthy and keep myself fit. Well, of course at that time I was still focusing on the short-term goal – losing weight and be my tiniest – now it’s all changed. However, I really feel I’ve adopted a different characteristic ever since I’ve made this decision. I’ve never been the athletic type for all my life. I always skipped P.E. classes and have always eaten anything I wanted (mostly I eat what my mother feeds me, like apples and eggs everyday, and other foods are just lots of green tea and chocolate, which I naturally liked since I was very young). So I was that skinny girl who could never gain weight. But I was always the shy type, not the straight-A girl, not the most popular, and certainly not the prettiest. Also known as low self-esteem.

Until now I also admit that I still have low self-esteem. However, making healthy decisions actually gave me confidence to believe in my own worth, and that gave me a sense of control over certain aspects of my life. I think it’s not coincidence that I met a man in my life who fits the criteria I’ve been carrying around all these years (and that feeling is mutual). I’ve only realized this after the way he said to me that I’m the exact thing he asked for from God. To me, he’s too good to be true, and I’m lucky. He’s the best.

However, remember that on the first day of this year, I mentioned about the challenge with my boyfriend? (Sayang, inget ya aku dah lg menang). Even though I don’t compare very well with other fitness enthusiasts out there in terms of my consistency (judging from the irregular gym visits)… I still fare much better than my boyfriend… You can’t deny that!!! It’s a fact, not an accusation! Okay honey?

Nick Vujicic, author of “Life Without Limits”.

Motivation is a very tricky thing. Short-term motivation is getting ready for bikini season. Long-term motivation is growing and nurturing my genes so that my children will be super healthy, happy, smart, and beautiful. Haha.

Seriously. Why do you think at my innocent age of 22, I keep wanting to learn how to cook dishes with the healthiest possible ingredients without leaving out a good taste? I’ve failed at blueberry clafouti (twice), which was why I never posted their recipes. If you notice, I rarely upload dessert recipes, because I don’t keep butter at home (that little devil hurts the brain like red meat). Of course a little bit is fine, cacao butter is awesome. Still, everyday I still prefer apples and eggs, and I hope my kids will be smart enough to hold their temptation before reaching for the marshmallows when mommy is not around (If you’re not informed, please take a quick read about Stanford University’s marshmallow experiment).

I learned that smart people have short-term goals and long-term dreams. I think all those goals and dreams are the sum of each person’s unique definition of what we all call Motivation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Muchaluva,
Stace

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25/33: Dang! part 2

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March 2012

 

 

 

Like I said, I hit the gym earlier. Hooray! I don’t know how many visits I’ve been this month but I’m gonna count by the end of the month, 6 days from today.

This is my post workout food:

 

 

 
So before you ask me whether I do have junk food indulgences or not, there it is. Muffins and breads and other kinds of pastries, although I dislike anything with whipped cream, and I also don’t like cupcakes.

But I love bread, I always have.

Then not long after that I have my last meal of the day: Some cheese strings and soy crisps. I know it’s not a meal, but I really feel full, and I’m glad I ate my favorite stuff almost everyday. Well, all Asians love food. We do go on diets but we never go to the extremes (well, at least most Asians), like veganism and the like. There’s just too many good food to resist. In fact, I’ve already scheduled a lunch date with a girlfriend next friday at a Chinese bistro.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My workout today: 47 minutes on the elliptical machine… I think I love the machine so much that’s why I keep doing it.

Today’s workout is quite intense. 6 minutes warmup at resistance 5, then 10 for a minute, then 5, 10, 5, 10, 5, then 11, 5, 11, 5, 11, 5, then 13, 5, 13, 5, 13, 6, 15, 6, 15, 6, 15, 7, 16, 7, 16, 8, 16, 18, 8, 18, 9, and then I can’t remember how long I stayed for 19, then cooled of at the 47th minute at resistance level 5.

No strength training whatsoever, but I could feel my core working out harder than ever. Today was actually the best workout I’ve ever had since months.

Which is great.

Tomorrow I’ll weigh myself again. It cannot be x kg, for sure. I mean, even if it is, I still won’t give up anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Muchaluva,
Stace

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Somebody’s coming over here :)

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March 2012

 

 

 

Finally, got the chance to workout again after more than a week. Last week, San Francisco observed a full week of rainfall and heavy winds. I ended up curling under the blanket and load up on plenty of food.

By now, I’ve totally blown off all the previous rules I’ve set when I began my 33-day diet. There’s still 10 more days to go till this diet ends, but before last week, I haven’t even weigh myself to get started tracking progress throughout the journey. So, that lesson I learned.

Second of all, just because I work out doesn’t mean I can become greedy when it comes to food. That’s the most painful lesson I had to learn. Limiting myself wasn’t the way it works for me, even though it works for most people. If I have a limited mindset of food intake between 1000 to 1600 calories, I ended up eating double that amount. I must have gained weight instead of losing in the first few weeks.

So far, I’ve lost a pound since I last weighed. I should expect either the same weight tomorrow morning or slightly lower. That would mean I’ve lost 1 kg.

I think what has worked for me from the temptation of overeating is that I have to distract myself from food – and that is to do something I enjoy doing, like reading and listening to music, napping and dancing, and stuff. You know. Then aside from that, I eat exactly 3 meals a day, once in a blue moon 4 times. that means, I eat like I’ve always eaten since I was a kid – I grew up with timed meals at these intervals – 9am in the morning, 1pm in the afternoon, and 7pm for dinner. That has always worked for me, and I guess now I know that’s one way to stick to my lifelong diet.

So my workout today consists of a 40-minute elliptical machine workout: 5 minutes of warmup at resistance level 5, 2 minutes at 9, 2 for 5, 2 for 9, 2 for 5, 2 for 9, then 2 for 6, 2 for 11, 2 for 6, 2 for 11, 2 for 6, 2 for 11, then 2 for 7, 2 for 13, 2 for 7, 2 for 13, 2 for 7, 2 for 15, 2 for 8, 2 for 15, 2 for 7 to cool down. Then lifted some free weights for arm workouts and plenty of lunges to match that.

It’s great. I already feel better. I haven’t been keeping count of how many times I’ve been to the gym already this month. It shouldn’t be 15, but I feel it’s definitely more than that. I’m hoping I can still make it to the gym for the next 8 days before March is over.

On a side note, as of this moment, my boyfriend is up in the air, about to land on Seattle. He’s going to accompany his younger sister for the week in her new school over there, and then he’s coming here for my Spring Break. We have thought of me flying there over this weekend, but it turns out I’ve got work, got to find a new roommate, got to do my homework, and plenty, plenty more fun. So I can’t. I’ll save it for the break.

 

 

 

 
Muchaluva,
Stace