Last week, I managed to clock 44km of run. Should have done a little more if I had been able to wake up to run to work on Sunday (I am not blaming the rain because it’s more of me than the rain) i totally skipped all the speed training, only managing to do distance running. I pushed hard on Tuesday’s run, thanks to the pizza treat by my boss. From that, i realize my POWERfood for performance is most probably – pizza.
I do have to clock more mileage as the year end run events are fast approaching. Geee! I’ll have to skip interval training on Wednesday as we’re going for outdoor venture’s annual dinner. Interval training is always constrained by the opening hours of the track. Other alternatives must be sought out. The track closes 8.30pm..opens at 6am. If we don’t leave home by 7.15pm to the track, we barely have sufficient time to do intervals. I hate such constraints! Argh!
Been craving for mooncake these days.. dearie and I shared 2 habourcity mooncakes yesterday. Woooo..sinking my teeth into them is absolutely euphoric. But the aftermath of such indulgence is the appearance of blubber which encapsulates my “should have been” slim figure. And since I don’t reside in the arctic, blubber isn’t necessary at all. Thus, the quest to eliminate begins..again.
fat. Often I lament..oh Lord, why can’t I be slim? Or ..why don’t you make all of us slim..then we’ll probably save a lot on gym membership, slimming pills and slimming gels. With absolute childlikeness, I pray hard for a slim figure before I sleep each night, hoping I would wake up with elle macpherson’s figure. To my dismay, each day, I only to wake up next day feeling all disappointed. Oh well, blubber stays. Slim figure, no where to be found. And so the lamenting begins again.
Give me a dial to my metabolic rate.. so I can eat and then quickly burn it off!
I do have to clock more mileage as the year end run events are fast approaching. Geee! I’ll have to skip interval training on Wednesday as we’re going for outdoor venture’s annual dinner. Interval training is always constrained by the opening hours of the track. Other alternatives must be sought out. The track closes 8.30pm..opens at 6am. If we don’t leave home by 7.15pm to the track, we barely have sufficient time to do intervals. I hate such constraints! Argh!
Been craving for mooncake these days.. dearie and I shared 2 habourcity mooncakes yesterday. Woooo..sinking my teeth into them is absolutely euphoric. But the aftermath of such indulgence is the appearance of blubber which encapsulates my “should have been” slim figure. And since I don’t reside in the arctic, blubber isn’t necessary at all. Thus, the quest to eliminate begins..again.
fat. Often I lament..oh Lord, why can’t I be slim? Or ..why don’t you make all of us slim..then we’ll probably save a lot on gym membership, slimming pills and slimming gels. With absolute childlikeness, I pray hard for a slim figure before I sleep each night, hoping I would wake up with elle macpherson’s figure. To my dismay, each day, I only to wake up next day feeling all disappointed. Oh well, blubber stays. Slim figure, no where to be found. And so the lamenting begins again.
Give me a dial to my metabolic rate.. so I can eat and then quickly burn it off!
Haha. I ought to do something about it. Maybe we should just live on manna. With canola spread please. =P
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