Everyone knows that I am pretty much a gym junkie.
NB: That statement was dripping with sarcasm, just in case you guys didn't notice.
Yes, I go to the gym once in a blue moon, at the most. In the past year, I could probably count the number of time I have been to the gym with my fingers. And each time, in the midst of each workout session, I would be on the verge of arresting on a treadmill and proclaim aloud in my head that starving was MUCH easier than the pain I was going through. I would think back to the days of gymming with Pei Hua where the two of us would overdose on Body Combat, Body Pump and Yogalates. Unfortunately, the ULU Gym had none of these, and when it comes to leaving Shing to devise a workout session for herself without the guidance of an instructor, there is only one thing she does: she cuts corners. The lightest weights possible for all resistance training and well, the occasional crunch or two.....you know, when she feels like it.
And then this year, Coco, Daisy and Minnie switched gyms. It initially came as a bit of an impromptu decision, but I must say that two months into this routine (in which 90% of the encouragement comes from Coco, I must admit), I am loving life!!! Saturday mornings are much looked forward to because of this:
Oh Body Combat, how I have missed thee!!
Falling back into the routine of Upper Cuts, Cross Jabs, Roundhouse Kicks and Spinballing brings about a kind of euphoria of its own....not to mention that it is particularly therapeutic to be punching the air as hard as you can (+/- the option of imagining an opponent that you are really in combat against).
And really, besides the awkward hours I will possibly be anticipating in my next two weeks of Emergeny Medicine, at the moment, life cannot get any better than improving my cardiovascular fitness and strength.....at the very least.
(I have resigned to the fact that it is a tad impossible to actively wish any amount of weight loss upon myself when not much effort has been divulged on my part. Hellooooo water diet?!)
Perhaps it would be time to invest in a pair of combat gloves after this? :) Depending on how long I can keep this habit up for.
