Kucing Gatal Speaks

Wednesday, October 03, 2012

Gym woes

This Kucing recently joined a gym. Yes, yes I know, I take great pride in my laziness and slothfulness, but I'm starting to develop love handles and while the jantan in my life claims he has no issues with them, I do.

Looked around until I found one that suited my needs and budget - why are gyms so expensive? You have to pay to experience pain and suffering, where's the logic in that!

Then of course, I had to get the proper attire. No baggy shirts and tracksuits for me, thank you very much. Have to look good while puffing and panting away, kan?

Finally I was ready.

Dry-fit shirt - check!
Leggings - check!
Sports bra - check!
Shoes - check!
Towel - check!
Bottle of water - check!
Motivation - check!

Siap sedia!

So off I went to my very first gym session. Wow, what an experience. The equipment looked scary but the woman giving me the tour made it all look and sound so easy to use.

There were also mirrors all around which made it easy for me to check myself out (looking good as usual Kucing!)

I looked around. Quite a lot of people working out. Treadmills were very popular, as were the cycling and rowing machines. I decided to start on the treadmill. Wow so easy, I thought, as I strolled along. 1 km down, then I decided to up the speed a bit. A bit malu cos the people around me were jogging or walking very briskly while I looked like I was out on a Sunday stroll.

So I increased the speed to match my usual speed when heading to a handbag sale, or to the buffet table at hi-tea sessions. Now I was working up a sweat. It felt good. I walked for what seemed like hours, then looked down and realised I had only gone 0.5km. And I was already breathless and sweating buckets. My hair was plastered to the sides of my face and I could feel sweat stains spreading out under my arms.

Looked in the mirror and was horrified by the person staring back at me. Red-faced, sweaty, breathless. Not a good look for Kucing.

Time to switch to another machine. Off to the cycles! Pedal pedal pedal, and about 3 minutes in I couldn't pedal anymore. My legs felt like jelly and I felt faint. Got off the cycling machine and saw this fat guy next to me pedalling away furiously. Put me to shame but oh well. I consoled myself with the fact that I am not fat, just need to tone up. Therefore no need to push myself when exercising (that is the Kucing logic).

I decided I'd had enough. Total time in the gym: 20 minutes. Total time spent getting ready for the gym: 35 minutes. Total time spent eating a McFlurry after the gym: 5 divine minutes.

That was my first session. I've gotten better now, can last a lot longer and I feel better afterwards (the jantan says the same applies to him and he's not talking about the gym).

Also, now I can enjoy my nasi lemak breakfasts guilt-free. Come to me, cholesterol-laden food! I shall enjoy now and work you off later, calorie by calorie.

Till next time, this is Kucing signing out with a more toned Meow.

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Back again!

When I was younger, I couldn't wait to grow up. As a child, you think adults have way more fun. They get to stay up late, they have money, they can do as they please, and most importantly, they have no exams.

But then I became an adult. And as middle age rapidly approaches, I remember my childhood more and more fondly and wonder why on earth I was in such a hurry to grow up.

Adulthood has its perks but it also has its drawbacks.

My memory is getting bad - I can barely remember what I had for breakfast this morning, and it took me about half a day to remember my Blogger password so I could get back into my account.

I need to keep my wits sharp so I'm back to blogging. I hope I can keep it up, since I'm busy juggling work and other commitments at the same time. However I've missed this blog and the fun I used to have with it.

If any of you out there are still reading this, hello! I can't promise I will blog regularly like before but I will certainly make an effort.

Till next time, this is Kucing signing out with a determined Meow.