I'm no gym person either. No offense to you guys who go to a gym, I just don't see the point in running on a treadmill simply because when I run, I'd like my feet to actually take me somewhere. The idea of working out in an enclosed area with no scenery and with some people who are just there to make pa-cute just doesn't appeal to me at all.
And that's why my "work-out" consists of running around the neighborhood at least 3x a week, swimming a few laps in the pool at least every weekend and mountain climbing (Is window shopping considered a good cardio workout? It is, right? hehehe!).
But the past 3 weeks have got me thinking...something's not working quite right: my diet.
I have yogurt for breakfast everyday. It burns fat FAST, you know (because it has LIVE micro-organisms! hehehe!).
I still try to run at least 3x a week.
I still swim every weekend.
I try to eat rice only every other day and when I do, I only have half a cup.
It kinda worked for a couple of weeks (weighed myself last week and I lost 5lbs) except, I've been pigging out this week and I'm worried that I might have gained the 5lbs I lost, back. Am I PMS-ing already? Maybe? I dunno...
And because desperate times call for desperate measures, I have decided to give in and enroll myself in a gym. There's a small gym right across my house (how convenient, huh?) and I shall go there tomorrow to sign-up for membership. I actually like that this place doesn't have airconditioning. The more sweaty I get, the better!!!
Wish me luck. Hehehe!
By the way, to the sweetest health buff who managed to turn my world upside down-- JAY! Happy Birthday, Sweetie! I luuuvvvv you! Wish I could be there to party with you. Oh well, we'll always have next year and the next and the next and the next... (*crosses fingers*)
Hope everyone had a good weekend! All I did this weekend was eat, sleep, run, eat, sleep, swim, eat, sleep. Hehehehe!
Bunny @ Sunday, April 24, 2005
Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to
climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her
3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi,
constantly needs caffeine, wonders when she'll quit smoking, and will most
likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much (if the cigarettes
doesn't get to her lungs first). Can't live without accessories especially
big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering
hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving
massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of
being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob
Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with
Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for