Since my last post, I'm happy to say that my plans in owning a healthier and fitter body is well on the way and is off to a good start. I've been exercising consistently and have been very careful in watching what I eat with the exception of a couple of nights. In my defense, I had to attend a birthday party and it was a shame to let the food go to waste since my friend had painstakingly catered for the event. And the other night? Hey...my mom got a huge promotion at work and someone from work rewarded her with huge Miri prawns. It was superb and I'm not regretting it one tiny bit. (Yeah..yeah...tell that to my cholesterol level...hardy har har).
Before I began, I had weighed and measured myself so I'd be able to see my progress. I'm determine to lose 1kg a week (I checked, and apparently losing more than 1kg a week is deemed unhealthy.)
After exercising vigourously for 30 minutes every single day, it suprises me that I do actually feel different. And although my arms, thighs and stomach muscles are aching like crazy (I'd rate the pain just a notch below labour pain) I actually feel 100 percent great! I feel so much more energetic. Before this, everytime I push the kids up the parking ramp at our place which is similar to a small hill, I'd be huffing and puffing like mad. Totally out of breath. The other day, both hubby and I was pushing the kids up the ramp while I was yakking away, by the time we reached the top I realized hubby was panting and completely out of breath (and looking a little faint I might add..haha!)and I didn't feel a thing. Whoa...I've more stamina. How cool is that?
So exactly a week after starting my new regime towards becoming a lean, mean fat burning machine, I had weighed and measured myself to see if there were any progress. Yahoo! I had lost 2 kg (a kg more than what is categorized as safe...but right now I don't care coz I'm absolutely elated over the weight loss), and a total of 22cm in my arms, thighs, hips and stomach region. Woohoo! Who's the man? I'm the man!!! It's nice to know that that all that hardwork did pay off. And when there's immediate result...hardwork doesn't seem so hard after all.
So this week, I've decided to take things a little slow cause like I mentioned, my goal is a kilo a week. Anyway, I think breastfeeding helps as well because without the overload of 'fuel' that I usually put into me, my body is working overtime burning the fat within my body. It's almost like I've a treadmill strap onto me or something. LOL!
I'm being very realistic about this whole process and am determine to reach my desired weight by March. After that, I'll continue exercising in order to maintain that weight. Call it my New Year resolution.
I can't wait till I'll be able to fit into a size 8...err, who am I kidding, I'm a tall girl so size 10 will do. Whatever it is, I'll just make sure I never become like those 6' size 0 giantess strutting all the major runways. What the heck is size 0 anyway? To me, size 0 simply means you don't exist. You're nothing but thin air. So I'll just settle for size 10 (or maybe 8...I wish!)
Healthier body, here I come! :)
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Confessions of a Reformed Dieter
I'm totally inspired. I've just finished reading AJ Rochester's Confession of a Reformed Dieter and am inspired to better myself, lose weight and lead a more healthy and active life.
It's a true account on how she (AJ Rochester) had managed to lose 50kg from 109kg (it's like shedding Calista Flockhart from her body! LOL) and dropped 8 dress size by changing her style of living and make healthy choices. It's an honest revelation and charts her high and lows during her incredible journey.
I truly identified with her (except I don't weight 109kg and if I did would have commited suicide long ago. Heck, during my pregnancy, when my weight hit 75, I was already contemplating suicide. LOL. ) Now I know that I've made unhealthy choices in my life and the effects of my action would influence how my children lead their life later on.
It's really inspirational and I'd recommend all to read it. AJ Rochester has manage to keep her wits and humour while battling with her weight problem. Reading her book itself is a life changing experience. I'm starting on her other book "The Lazy Girl's Guide To Losing Weight and Keep Fit." And the best part? Immediately after I finish reading, I did squats and sit ups while watching TV. Yup, I exercised!
I'm determine to make better choices in my life towards a more healthier life. I'm going to shed off those pounds by doing it the healthy way and keep it off for good. And I'm starting immediately.
Wait, I ade pasta today. Ooops...err, I change my mind. I'll just start tomorrow...err day after tomorrow. I have a feeling tommorrow is going to be another left-over meal day. Did I mention it's a huge pot? Hehehe. I promise I'll start day after tomorrow.
Monday, December 04, 2006
Ah-Choo! Sniff! Sniff! Cough! Cough!
During my absence from the Internet, the whole family fell ill. It started with the kids. Initially Sarah had the cough and Mika had the flu. Then I caught it and lucky me had both cough, flu and fever. I was in bed for like 3 days. I couldn't get up. It was pure torchure to bath the kids and prepare their meals while my whole body is aching and screaming, my throat feels like it's on fire and a stream of mucus continuously flows out of my nostrils. I had no choice but to turn to the ever dependable Pizza Hut. The delivery man and me are quite the chum now.
So for 3 days, the kids had nothing but Pizza Hut. Pizza for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Even baby Mika although I don't see him complaining. In the duration of me falling sick, I think I've ordered everything within their Supreme range. I wanted to try that 4 flavour thingy but on the other hand...peanut sauce on a pizza? I'm not that sick.
Hubby had a lucky break because he wasn't around to take over my duties. So sickly moi, single handedly had to take care of 2 kids and nurse myself back to health. Due to breastfeeding, the doctor didn't prescribe antibiotics so my road to recovery was much slower than I would like. The doctor asked if I wanted an MC. I said yeah and could you write it out to my kids and my husband? And they dare say it's easy being a stay at home mom. Try being a stay at home mom with no maid, no husband and parents whom are still working and can't help out. After that ordeal, I'd better inform hubby that I'm seriously underpaid.
As I was recovering, hubby came home and then he fell sick. Although not fully recovered but considering that I was still in better shape than he was, my sense of duty and loyalty had me waiting on him hand and foot in nursing him back to health. (Why is it men can be such babies when their ill?) I even made myself wake myself in the middle f the night to make sure he takes his medicine and check his temperature. At one point I almost strangled him because he was actually fighting me off, refusing to take the pills and wanted to just continue sleeping. Hello??? You're 36 for crying out loud!
After 3 days, hubby was better and the next day he was off to work for 2 weeks. The morning that he went off, I woke up to discover 2 feverish kids in my hands. There goes my sleep. It's no joke running about sponging the kids down, medicating them, constantly checking their temperature, comforting and soothing them, cooking and cleaning and not to forget reconfiguring my computer and trying to crack my old password. It's a wonder how I still manage to remain sane. I think.
Now 10 days later, the kids are looking better, hubby's still not back and I've got a new problem in my hand. Baby hasn't been sleeping well for the past 2 nights. He keeps waking up screaming (in oppose to whimpering throughout the night when he had the fever) and thrashing about. He seems to be in a constant bad mood and lo and behold, I've discover another tooth coming out. No wonder he's been throwing such a tantrum and has been fighting off food. Now I must cope with a teething child.
Right now I look like a raccoon, have 2 enormous Louis Vuitton under my eyes and am about to declare myself bankrupt judging by the amount of sleep debt that I owe.
Sigh...another 4 more days to go till hubby returns and I get to dump the kids on him. Gosh, isn't motherhood a ball?
So for 3 days, the kids had nothing but Pizza Hut. Pizza for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Even baby Mika although I don't see him complaining. In the duration of me falling sick, I think I've ordered everything within their Supreme range. I wanted to try that 4 flavour thingy but on the other hand...peanut sauce on a pizza? I'm not that sick.
Hubby had a lucky break because he wasn't around to take over my duties. So sickly moi, single handedly had to take care of 2 kids and nurse myself back to health. Due to breastfeeding, the doctor didn't prescribe antibiotics so my road to recovery was much slower than I would like. The doctor asked if I wanted an MC. I said yeah and could you write it out to my kids and my husband? And they dare say it's easy being a stay at home mom. Try being a stay at home mom with no maid, no husband and parents whom are still working and can't help out. After that ordeal, I'd better inform hubby that I'm seriously underpaid.
As I was recovering, hubby came home and then he fell sick. Although not fully recovered but considering that I was still in better shape than he was, my sense of duty and loyalty had me waiting on him hand and foot in nursing him back to health. (Why is it men can be such babies when their ill?) I even made myself wake myself in the middle f the night to make sure he takes his medicine and check his temperature. At one point I almost strangled him because he was actually fighting me off, refusing to take the pills and wanted to just continue sleeping. Hello??? You're 36 for crying out loud!
After 3 days, hubby was better and the next day he was off to work for 2 weeks. The morning that he went off, I woke up to discover 2 feverish kids in my hands. There goes my sleep. It's no joke running about sponging the kids down, medicating them, constantly checking their temperature, comforting and soothing them, cooking and cleaning and not to forget reconfiguring my computer and trying to crack my old password. It's a wonder how I still manage to remain sane. I think.
Now 10 days later, the kids are looking better, hubby's still not back and I've got a new problem in my hand. Baby hasn't been sleeping well for the past 2 nights. He keeps waking up screaming (in oppose to whimpering throughout the night when he had the fever) and thrashing about. He seems to be in a constant bad mood and lo and behold, I've discover another tooth coming out. No wonder he's been throwing such a tantrum and has been fighting off food. Now I must cope with a teething child.
Right now I look like a raccoon, have 2 enormous Louis Vuitton under my eyes and am about to declare myself bankrupt judging by the amount of sleep debt that I owe.
Sigh...another 4 more days to go till hubby returns and I get to dump the kids on him. Gosh, isn't motherhood a ball?
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Kaput!
Eureka! I did it! I’m finally in…hehehe.
I’ve been missing from the blogging world for quite some time now. No, I was not abducted by aliens. I suffered a fate which was worse than that. Dearest hubby meddled with my notebook causing it to crash….aargh! Hell hath no fury like a woman without her computer!
Hubby rarely uses the computer. When he does, his activities are usually limited to playing FreeCell, downloading music (thanks to me for downloading the software), checking emails (which are mostly forwarded by moi) and checking his flight schedules online. This wonderful man I married is totally clueless when it comes to computers. Heaven knows why he owns an O2 PDA. Once, the computer went on hibernate mode whilst he was on the net and hubby panicked yelling “The computer crashed! The computer crashed!” Duuh…
Anyway, to make a long story short, don’t know what he did but my notebook went kaput. I lost everything. Stupid me for not having a back up. To think that every single photograph that I’ve downloaded gone just like that. I was doing a month to month picture project of lil’ baby to see how much he’s changed and grown and that too are all gone. So much for that project.
We had to send the computer to the experts and have everything reconfigured again. In doing so, I had to start again from scratch. I couldn’t automatically log into Blogger to add new entries because I had forgotten my username and password. To make matter worst, for the life of me, I couldn’t even recall the password to my old email to retrieve my username and password. Gosh it was hard. Day in, day out, it was like trying to crack some sort of government secret code or something. But as you can see from may latest entry, I succeeded. I’m ecstatic over this little achievement of mine. Perhaps this is how man felt when he discovered fire. LOL.
Hubby figured why risk my wrath again and is now a proud owner of a brand new Fujitsu notebook. That’ll be the last of him interfering with my stuff. I’m also happy to report that he has graduated from playing Freecell and is now using his computer solely for the purpose of playing some other sort of PC game called Pharaoh or something. Thank goodness.
I’ll try to be back ASAP to post other new entries. But baby has this 6th sense about waking up every time I log into Blogger. So right now, before little boy’s screaming gets any louder, I should check on the little master of my universe. Cheerio!
I’ve been missing from the blogging world for quite some time now. No, I was not abducted by aliens. I suffered a fate which was worse than that. Dearest hubby meddled with my notebook causing it to crash….aargh! Hell hath no fury like a woman without her computer!
Hubby rarely uses the computer. When he does, his activities are usually limited to playing FreeCell, downloading music (thanks to me for downloading the software), checking emails (which are mostly forwarded by moi) and checking his flight schedules online. This wonderful man I married is totally clueless when it comes to computers. Heaven knows why he owns an O2 PDA. Once, the computer went on hibernate mode whilst he was on the net and hubby panicked yelling “The computer crashed! The computer crashed!” Duuh…
Anyway, to make a long story short, don’t know what he did but my notebook went kaput. I lost everything. Stupid me for not having a back up. To think that every single photograph that I’ve downloaded gone just like that. I was doing a month to month picture project of lil’ baby to see how much he’s changed and grown and that too are all gone. So much for that project.
We had to send the computer to the experts and have everything reconfigured again. In doing so, I had to start again from scratch. I couldn’t automatically log into Blogger to add new entries because I had forgotten my username and password. To make matter worst, for the life of me, I couldn’t even recall the password to my old email to retrieve my username and password. Gosh it was hard. Day in, day out, it was like trying to crack some sort of government secret code or something. But as you can see from may latest entry, I succeeded. I’m ecstatic over this little achievement of mine. Perhaps this is how man felt when he discovered fire. LOL.
Hubby figured why risk my wrath again and is now a proud owner of a brand new Fujitsu notebook. That’ll be the last of him interfering with my stuff. I’m also happy to report that he has graduated from playing Freecell and is now using his computer solely for the purpose of playing some other sort of PC game called Pharaoh or something. Thank goodness.
I’ll try to be back ASAP to post other new entries. But baby has this 6th sense about waking up every time I log into Blogger. So right now, before little boy’s screaming gets any louder, I should check on the little master of my universe. Cheerio!
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