The last time I had a paused workout was around this time last month. I suspect the reason was because it’s almost that time of the month I’m supposed to have my period. But, oh well, I’m celebrating the fastest workout so far! :) I think we should look out for the positive outcomes rather than dwell on the things we have not achieve… Improvement: 1 paused walk instead of 2, and the more obvious improvement: I’m a sub-8 now! Yay!!! That means I’m just about at the same fitness level as I was 3 years ago, when I was at my fittest.
I think one of the things that’s underrated is stretching. During the last 2 years when my weight slowly creeps up again, I always have a mental fight in my head between the angel and the devil:
Angel: “Just a little time-out from work is fine.”
Devil: “No, you lazy piece of s***. Do your work until it’s done!”
Angel: “But if you stretch for a minute, you’ll be productive the next minute.”
Devil: “A minute is 60 seconds. Time is money. You must not waste your precious time.”
So I gave up. I let my body slouch in front of the computer all day, allow morning sickness everyday, and most of the time, I hyperventilate. It’s just not kind to both the body and the mind.
Nowadays, stretching just the major muscle groups is enough to boost my energy again. My weaknesses are still the lower abs, inner and outer thighs, and I find it’s helpful to work those muscles first before I start running, be it by stretching or weightlifting.
Today was a great workout. I headed for lighter weights (2 kg) today in the weight room to build endurance to the muscles. I built strength during my last workout before this one, with heavier weights (6 kg), and I can still feel them sore so I decided to not hurt them even more.
Can’t wait for my 10k next month! I think this will be the defining moment whether I will beat my boyfriend this year or not, because we set a challenge at the beginning of this year and up till now, we haven’t decided the punishment yet, and the competition has not been measurable.
If you would like to join the race, register here. A chance to be the king (or queen) of the road :)
Hooray! I’m officially a sub-9:00! Of course I do realize that just one second slower and I’ll go back to a 10, but I don’t care. I’m a 9, and it’s time to celebrate :)
The last time I was a 9 was on July 27, 2012. Considering I haven’t been consistent since my last workout on August 4, 2012, this is a good start to renew my fitness routine. I’ve got a gym membership, finally! There’s a place full of equipments for me to play with any time of the day now, tee-hee :)
By the by, I am going to run a 10k with my boyfriend next month!!! Never have I imagined I will be doing something like this. I’ve always dreamed of a jogging date in the rising sun. Calm and quiet, just us huffing and puffing and smiling. Of course it sounds too dreamy – I was dreaming about it anyway when I was single. But I am running a race with my significant other… And I don’t know how much adrenaline rush my body will be pumpin’ during that day :)
#WhatMadeMyDay Everything that has happened for the past 5 days I’ve been home. I’ve practically went out with my beau everysingleday. It’s understandable for us to be this inseparable, right?
After all we’ve been through… One whole year of long distance caused misunderstandings, miscommunications, mistrust, mis-everything. There are plenty of things you can’t say unless you’re talking face-to-face. After all, body language delivers from 50% to 80% of your message to the audience. That makes them read only 20% to 50% of your verbal communication… and I’m trailing off.
There are a lot of things I’m thankful for. Namely the fact that I’ve only just came home, just graduated out of college, just settling down, and working life has already begun. I received job offers and looked out for jobs every single day, yet working on a project at the same time right now. Honestly, I can start anywhere I want once I tell my future employers that I decide to work for them. Yet, there are upcoming interviews and I’ll give it 1-3 weeks to really think about how I will divide my work/life schedule, take every factor into the consideration (Jakarta’s traffic jam, my health, the resourcefulness of the job, and opportunities to network).
But I feel like the most blessed being in this world :) I will continue to make my parents proud, and I do want to earn a living soon, because it looks like it’s time for me to take care of my parents. All my mother eats are snacks and crackers and chocolates. It’s amazing how she still manages to stay so slim.
Actually, I know. She works out everyday. Nightly yoga, dancing 3 times a week with a private tutor, dance and yoga some more at the gym. Minimizing stress everyday and napping most afternoons.
I have no idea whether I can be as strong as her when I become a mother of a dopamine-driven daughter. Conventionally, girls are more difficult and expensive to raise compared to boys. Hmm.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
Workout today: 55 minutes of elliptical machine, and 10 minutes of lunges, loads of lunges. First 5 minutes I warmed up at resistance level 5, then go up to 10 for a minute, 5, 10, 5, 10, 5, 11, 5, 11, 5, 11, 5, 13, 6, 13, 6, 13, 6, 13, 7 for 2 minutes, 15 for one minute, 7 for 2, 15 for 1, 7 for 2, 15 for 1, 7 for 1, 15 for 2, 7 for 2, 18 for 1, 7 for 2, 18 for 1, 7 for 2, 18 for 1, 7 for 2, 18 for 2, 7 for 2, 21 for 1, 7 for 2, 21 for 1, until at the very end I cooled down at resistance 7 for 1 minute 30 seconds. Then off to plenty of lunges using 5-pound free weights in my hands. That squeezed a lot of my untouched muscles under the butt.
I’m actually making a progress here – I don’t feel so exhausted after the gym anymore. In fact, I think it’s possible for me to give in about an hour of exercise 5-6 times a week pretty soon. With my weekly planner, everything’s going really fine.
It’s just that I really don’t like daylight savings. The good thing about that is, now, the time difference between San Francisco and Jakarta is only 2 hours apart! (Actually it’s 13 hours, but the way we count it is, like, now it’s 20:28 at night and my boyfriend’s time is 10:28 in the morning. So that’s 2 hours apart right there).
We can Skype without getting too tired the next day, like we did last semester before one hour is pushed forward in December (or was it November last year?).
In about a week, we’ll be celebrating 9 months together. I can’t believe how time really flew. I feel very blessed to have such a wonderful relationship growing in my life. Amen.
Oh yes, I’ve just got another job offer again. Copywriting job again. We’ll see how much I want to be charged… Because I have 0% knowledge about corporate branding, which will be the subject I’ll write about. Double amen.
Now let me doze off slowly into the latest edition of Glamour magazine I just purchased today – with Jennifer Lawrence on the cover! She’s so beautiful, I’d actually kiss her.
So far, the rules have changed a bit, and one more time I failed to stay in-between 1000 to 1600 calories, I would have to make a piece of art. Which is a time-consuming activity if you don’t enjoy it.
But if I succeed consecutively for 3 days, I’ll get a spa experience. To die for experience.
Today I hit the gym. Yay. It’s not Wednesday, but I did it anyway. So far so good – I don’t feel that lethargic anymore. The bad thing is when I overeat, I overeat way too much. It’s always like that – when you workout, you get hungrier. So I just ditch the heavy-heavy lifting I used to do now and concentrate on my cardio much more.
Today I spent 60 minutes again. That’s my default duration, I guess. I first did my 20-minute workout on the stairmaster. I warmed up at 55 steps/min speed for 5 minutes, then go up to 65 for a minute, then 55 for a minutes, 65, 55, 65, 55, then 68, 55, 71, 55, 68, 55, 78, then cool off at 55.
Then I jumped on the ellipticals again for my 25-minute workout. I warmed up for 5 minutes at resistance 5, then go up to 10 for a minute, down to 5, 10, 5, 10, 5, then 11, 5, 11, 5, 11, 5, 11, then 7, 11, 7, 11, 7, then 15, then down to 10, then cooled off at 5. Then I did some lunges and squats, and lifted light free weights for working out the arms. And then that’s it.
I actually felt energized right now. The last time I was there, on Wednesday, I came home and took a shower, then stayed on my bed to read a book, then fell asleep right away. The previous Wednesday was even worse. I couldn’t move an inch of my body on bed, and the weird thing was that I was too tired to sleep. But I slept anyway, forced myself to, because I didn’t have enough sleep on Mondays and Tuesdays. And will always stay that way for the rest of the semester.
Anyway, the numbers are counting, and I still got a good 23 days left until the final judgment comes around and my boyfriend will be here, and hopefully, my instructors are kind enough so that we won’t have any homework over the break. One of my instructors mentioned that – hopefully we will go over our assignment before the break, and we’ll leave the final assignment for the class after the break. I hope it goes that way for all the classes.
I can’t believe it’s already March, and midterm is approaching soon. I think I’m doing just fine. I got really used to the not-getting-enough-sleep and sleeping at different times everyday already. Which is why so far I have been failing my diet for 7 straight days. Today is the worst, and today is already the 8th day. Truthfully, I only gave myself 9 free failures before there’s a punishment. I couldn’t think of a proper punishment for this diet – I don’t want to punish myself by fasting or starving or anything to balance out those calories or anything – best I can do is to avoid failing again.
So… I’m proposing that if I fail the 9th time, I will have to come up with a new piece of illustration art in addition to all these classes I’m taking at school. I don’t enjoy the process so much that I’m making it as a punishment. The benefit for coming up with an illustration is that I can add those into my portfolio when I meet my department director by the end of the 33-day diet. So… There you go.
If there’s punishment, there’s also reward. The reward for succeeding 3 straight days of dieting, yes, just 3, is a 60-90 body massage, body wrap, or some kind of spa. Oh, I’d really love those right now.
I couldn’t keep up with my meals these weeks because of the different sleeping times I get and the different eating times I now have. Sigh. That’s art school.
So I went to the gym today. It’s Wednesday, so it’s gym day. It’s been a while since I’ve fully done a good 60-minute cardio. I’ve always done resistance training on cardio machines in about 30 minutes, more or less. You should be familiar with that if you’ve been keeping up with my blog. Not that I’ve expected anyone to, it’s just for my own use, these accounts of gym visits.
I did a good 60-minute workout on the elliptical. 5 minutes of warmup at resistance level 3, then jumped up to 5 for 2 minutes, then 11 for 2 minutes, then back at 5 for 2 minutes, then 11 again, then 5, then 13, then 6, 13, 6, 13, 6, then 7 for for 5 minutes, then 13, 7, 13, 7. Then I kind of forget what I did after I hit the 60-minute mark. I just release all the stress that I got and push my body fast, hard, and maintain moderate intensity.
Every long cardio workout makes me feel calmer. Resistance training always makes me a little bit more angry, or extremely happy – just extremely volatile emotionally.
So, I think I’d better get some sleep. 2 straight days I’ve been sleeping less than 5 hours. I think I deserve some sleep.
It’s the end of February and the end of this blogging challenge.
First of all, I apologize that I cannot have any photos today because my phone Internet got cut off 3 days ago. The unusual thing is that T-Mobile doesn’t even exactly know what’s going on with my account, and they kept asking me to wait. First they told me to wait 24 hours, then 2 hours, then 72 hours. I called about 6-7 different customer service representatives. Some of them hang up on me, others say my BlackBerry is not registered and that’s what causing the problem (I actually have been using T-mobile with this phone for 3 years already), and the ones who asked me to wait just told me that they’ve reported the problem to their supervisor so they can “update” my account details “as quickly as possible”.
Anyway, I’m f***ed up. I got so fed up I went to a T-mobile store yesterday. In the end, I spent more than an hour there. The people there don’t know what’s going on with my phone. They’ve never seen a problem like this before. So I spent an hour there just to 1) know they’re not doing anything to my phone and so I stare at the blank spaces around the walls, 2) call the customer service through their phone lines.
Well, the last representative I got in line with told me that the last thing I can do is change my phone to a T-mobile phone.
Actually I can change this number anytime I want. It’s just that there’s $160 in my phone, and $160 is a lot of money! (Russell Peters accent). If this doesn’t connect to the Internet by Friday (because they told me to wait so I wait and wait and WAIT), I’m changing my carrier.
Heck with it.
Anyway, I had to let it all out because I was really so fed up throughout yesterday. It’s been in my mind in the morning, the whole afternoon, and at night after school, before I continued working on my homework, I called the customer service once again. Doesn’t work either.
So, as you see, I can’t send pictures from my phone to the Web as of right now. Here’s an old picture though:
And those arms. Yikes. I miss being fit and buff. Okay, so I did not make up my 15-times-a-month of going to the gym, although I did make it to the gym today. In fact, I was just back. It’s a fairly simple workout that made me realize I’ve gotten so much weaker. So much for the cryings and wailings during these difficult times. 5 classes. Sighs. Anyway, a 10-minute warmup on the stairmaster, then a 20-minute workout on the treadmill. Every 2 minutes I go from 5.5 mph to 4 mph. Then twice during the workout, at minute 15 and minute 19, I walked for 2 minutes at 3.1 mph with an incline of 3%. After that I lifted some free weights for arm workouts with all moves an average of 20 reps. It feels great. I got a 3-hour sleep last night. But a workout wasn’t a bad decision after all. I bet tonight I’ll sleep soundly since a looong time.
Because most important thing right now is to keep up with my studies.
I know I can make time to hit the gym. I think I will make that time. I will not be aiming for as much as 15 times in March then. I hit the gym 11 times in January, which was practically a holiday month for me. If I can’t hit it 15 times during the holidays, then I can’t possibly prioritize exercising into my routine right now. 5 classes. 5 classes! I know it’s possible, but to me, sleeping is actually more important than exercising.
Sorry, if you ask how much art students sleep, you won’t get big numbers.
Following this blogging challenge, these are the 3 good things that happened in the last 30 days:
1) My birthday
2) Last night, my room mate cooked me a really nice meal. I have a great room mate – responsible, nice, and fun to play video games with.
3) The cute Korean guy in the bus earlier who stared at me while talking to his friend and when I caught him in the eye, he smiled.
Well, there’s actually a number of good things that happened, of course. But it’s not everyday that I get that with my life here in San Francisco. It’s like a luxurious prison, you know? I bet you don’t get it till you see this: