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.
last month at Tanjung Padan, Belitung
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?
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.
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.