Sunday, August 14, 2005

Does Expressions need a product endorsor?

Oh the woes of being a hippopotamus- I am so unfit now.

I used to be able to run at speed 10.5 on the treadmill for a full hour in my prime. Now, after half an hour on speed 9 I'm poofed. So I've decided to change my workout plans! Something less strenuous to complement the shorter stint of running.- I will swim! Which I'm actually quite sad about, because I like the feeling of pure running sessions. Long runs, and the temporary uphoria, sweat glow, and endorphins induced after a good leg-pounding session.

I tried it today. Half an hour on the treadmill, light stretches. 1km in the pool, alternating between freestyle and breaststroke. And it felt good! :)

Dinner at Newton. Discipline, for once. I SCORNED omelette from the O'Luak, chicken and mutton satay, chicken wings glistening in half-cooked glory (yuck!), hokkien mee, popiah, sugar-chugged soursop ice desserts and sugar cane! Half an apple and a cup of orange pineapple juice was dinner for me (come on, I did feel so guilty about the cheese toast, milk bread and potato salad breakfast earlier in the day :P) Everyone looked at me like I was an alien. I just don't like to waste a good workout and the rare diet-determination I have.

And whose fault is it that I have ballooned to become who I am now?
Who did I become a monstrous mass of gunk for?
It's all your fault muffin.


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