Good Jab!

I literally tried my hands at boxing yesterday! New discovery. My left packs more power than my right. Either that or my straight punch is all wrong. I think I'd like to do it again. I'm excited to pick out my own pair of boxing gloves.

I'm searching online and found only one that fits my limited budget. Should I splurge on a new one or settle for a pair of second hand gloves?

By the way, my middle finger is sore. It looks like there's a blot clot going on in there but hopefully not serious that I won't be able to box on Tuesday.

Finally, I think I found a work out that Denver and I both enjoy!

Bank Errands

After a day at work, I asked Denver to drop me off at a bank nearby. He hit the gym with some officemates, and I decided to walk going home.

With me was a bag that probably weighed eight to ten pounds.

Good thing I had my comfy kung fu shoes. They are so great for walking.

I was home in less than twenty minutes. I must do this every time I have a bank errand.

Wine Recommendations Anyone?

Reading up on wine. I am developing an interest in the subject but I have not come around to getting a cheap bottle for myself. After discovering its health benefits, I just might get a bottle for myself tomorrow. This would be easier if groceries allowed a taste test.

February 21 Meal Plan

Breakfast

Sauteed Chicken, Cauliflower and Snow Peas

2 Cups of Coffee

Lunch

Munched on some corn flakes and leftover veggies from breakfast while waiting for my Century Tuna

Half of Century Tuna Paella

2 Cups of Coffee

Masarap pala ang Century Tuna Paella. I'm so full. I feel like my tummy is about to explode. I will definitely stock on this.

Afraid

I'm about to lock my bedroom door.

Now playing:

Beginner Belly Dance Lessons: Hip Snap Move in Belly Dancing

10 Feet

And this is how I climbed the 10-foot wall.

Racket Workout

I don't particularly favor racket sports. In fact, the only racket sport I've ever played is badminton. Today's workout: 25 minutes of aimless mosquito swatting. And yes. I used that cheap looking electric swatter slash mosquito racket.

Realization: I can exercise without hitting the gym, jogging/walking under the sun's wrath.

Note to self: skip the escalator and use the stairs.

Success!

Been so busy at work. I'm left with very little time to sleep. Today I decided not to go on overtime so I can join some officemates for badminton. I played for less than an hour but my body hurts.

I have to do this regularly!

Failed!

Negative vibes all around me!

I feel like I'm carrying a heavy sack of shit.

Being in graveyard shift sucks. It completely confuses my body. When and how much should I eat? Again, an excuse to stay fat.

Yesterday was my rest day. I had 2 hours of sleep. Reported to work at 2AM. Had my first meal at around 6am, ate the second half of my first meal at 11am, and my last meal at around 3pm.

Bad food choices today:

1. (half of) half baked ziti with meat sauce and garlic bread

2. (half of) half baked ziti with meat sauce and garlic bread

3. rice (lots of it), lechon kawali (I know!), sauteed sayote, coffee

Some friends invited me to badminton but I was soooo sleepy to follow them after my shift. I do feel a little good being able to nap for an hour as soon as I got home from work.

I should have the discipline to get enough sleep so I can be more active!

I still haven't checked my weight yet. Aside from our scale needing some WD40, I am very aware of the fact that I am at my heaviest. Heavier than when I was pregnant. I'm scared to find out how much I weigh, but this is the first step. Gotta get this scale fixed right away because I don't want to have to check elsewhere.

Day is not yet over. I have to squeeze in some sort of physical activity.

The Big C Trailer

Gotta Love That Line

I will follow The Big C.

I'm sure I will learn something from it. Aside from getting inspiration from a cancer patient who wants to LIVE her life, the lines I caught so far have been pretty interesting.

“You can’t be fat and mean, Andrea... You can either be fat and jolly, or a skinny bitch. It’s up to you." - Cathy

Then and Now

This is not my thinnest. But I had the guts to wear a bathing suit. I think this was 13 years ago.

Fat ass in white shorts. Yup that's me. This was taken 5 days ago.

This photo is 3 days old. And yes that's me and my "daughter."

True Confessions

I confess. I use motherhood as an excuse to stay fat.

From time to time, Denver would tell me I can lose weight. I can look good. I can bring myself back to my pre-baby body. I don't have to think about my response. My mouth is on auto-pilot. I just say I can't. It's not possible for me to lose that much weight.

But how I would love to be able to run a marathon, or wear a bathing suit without hearing fat girl insults, or shop and just be able to try on anything that's small, medium or large.

A couple of weeks ago, I was mistaken as my agent's mother. I can't quite get over it yet. Looking at my pictures used to be fun for me. Now they kind of embarrass me.

I want to love my body as it is. But this body limits me.

Years ago I told myself I will be at my fittest form in my thirties. I said that because I felt so fat in my twenties. I am now 32 years old. I gotta do something about it now!

I am looking for an inspiration. I am hoping that this blog will help me.