Bazaar Food

As usual, things going to go as planned yesterday, on the first day I decided to get myself out of this rut. My colleagues decided to cancel the trip because there were some family emergencies. So I stayed back in school to mark till 6 before I did my workout in the gym. Since at 6 I only had an hour before I broke fast, I decided to go with low weights, high reps and low rest time. Basically something that was quasi high-intensity.

1. 3 sets x 150 Bench Press (12reps) in between
3 sets x 30kg x Half Squats (12 reps)
2. 3 sets x 120 lats pull down (12 reps) in between
3 sets x 60 hamstring curl (12 reps)
3. 3 sets x Shoulder Press (12 reps) in between
3 sets x 110 Quadricep Extension (12 reps)
4. 3 sets x 120 Tricep Pull Down (12 reps) in between
3 sets x 20kg bicep curl (12 reps)
5. 3 sets x Leg raises (15 reps) in between
3 sets x Lower Back raise (15 reps)

20 counts of 8 of Jumping Jacks

Surprisingly I finished my weight routine at 630 and it was quick. This was done as a super set where there was no rest time during each grouping. The rest time was only meant for changeover from group to group. Meaning, after ech set of tricep curls, I immediately went on to bicep curls and vice versa without resting. After ll three sets were done, I rested for 1 minutes to get ready to start the same routine on the leg raise and back raise routine.

This way I more or less encompassed every single major body part, I was targetting. The Chest, Upper back, Lower Back, Shoulders, Triceps, Biceps, Quadriceps, Hamstring and the Abdominals. Oh no I missed the gsstronemius( i think thats how its spelt, bsically the calves). So this routine has to be improved upon. My trapezius and the forearm has been sorely negelcted. Same goes for the gluts, and both my leg abductors and adductors. I might need to include these in somehow, but I am not sure if the gym have the right equipment to support it. Ill just improvise.

T problem yesterday was my food consumption. I was fasting so for the entire day I did not have anything, until 7 when my mum prepared quite a few things. And because I was so hungry from the fast and the workout, I could not resist eating whatever that was on the table.

1. Two Mr Bean buns, 1 chocolate and 1 redbean( this was a mistake, too high in simple sugar intake)
2. Fried Udon Mee ( this was the main dish, there is no way to avoid this, because she took great pains prepring this and its irresistable, think seafood cryfish pasta, but a lot spicier)
3. Tea.

Initially I thought it wasnt that bad and was pretty proud of myself until my friends and I decided to visit the bazaar last night. Right at the beginning, I was really disciplined, buying mineral water and not tempted to buy the variety of scrumptious sinful delicacies being sold everywhere you turn. However by midnight, I was hungry again. Cptain Z and the missus wanted to get deng dengs( halal bak wah) and ramly burgers but the queue was very long. So we had to stand there waiting for them to prepare these dishes. Every second was torcherous because the aroma was literally seeping through the pores of my skin. Then, my other friend, Mr S caved in and bought fishball soaked in sambal with a cup of ice cold bandung. I decided that if it would not do me any good to stay there any longer so I decided to walk around while they waited for their food. That didnt help because I ended up being caught in the section of the Geylang bazaar that was dedicated to the sale of FOOD! So I took it as a sign to just hunt for the healthiest thing there and ended up paying 5 dollars on chicken kebab.

Hopefully with the end of Ramadhan, I wouldnt crve for food that much and my eating would be more structured and disciplined.

Its close to 6, and my entire body is sore because of yesterdays workout, but I intend to change up and do sprints under the block.

I need to do this. TF and FD was looking at photos of ACES Day last year, and they exclaimed at how slim I looked then. I took another look at the picture, and concurred. This was exactly one year ago. How did I put on so much weight in one year?

Never mind. Whats done cannot be undone.Time to move on and do the sprints.

Oh yes, TF has discovered that I am starting to blog again, and decided to tell everyone. And I thought I was going to be discreet about it.

Out

RUT!

I haven't done this in a really long time. I was actually surprised that I could even log bcck in into into dashboard since my account had been inactive for so long.

I hope that with the long absence, people would have stopped visiting this page, especially my impressionable and understandably curious students. Is there a way to change my address, anyone?

Anyway, its been way too long and once again I have managed to lead my life to disarray which explains why I have decided to blog again. After reading all my previous posts, The Peak seems to be my solution and my wake-up-call to change the way I am doing things.

Rut. If there was one word to describe how bad everything is, "Rut" would be it.

Unfortunately my ego and my vanity is the main cause of this. Eversince I started teaching full time, I have not been living healthily at all, and that has, as you would have guessed resulted in the disgust I feel everytime I look into the mirror. I dont run as often or as long. I dont play as mny games. The last time I went to the gym was probably three months ago and there really is no excuse because the school gym is less than metres from where I sit. The equipment is not fantastic but there is enough for me to get workout going. I just cant find the time to do any of these exercises. Yes, I must admit that work takes up most of my time but its extremely structured ie 7am to 7pm so I definitely can work around it to fit in a daily workout. When I was in NUS or in NIE, I was juggling school, Nu Quest, tuition, acting and CCA but I always managed to squeeze in a run, swim or gym routine.

I have to stop at 6 everyday and make sure I get a workout going. It has to take priority over everything else, including work. By since I hve dedicated 12 hours to school. Half of my day. I think my health deserves some attention daily. I pant whenever I go up staircases. I couldn't last an entire game when I was playing leftback the other day. When I was fitter, even though I was slow off the blocks, I was performing at maximum capacity throughout the entire game. Now, I ask to be replaced because I couldnt take it any more. What is worse, my legs feel like they have taken a beating after every game.

I am also a lot grumpier and unhappy with myself. I am really afraid of taking photos these days when I own my first digital camera. Imagine the suffering I endure. I look at old photos and compare with recent photos and I get depressed. Everyone who has not met me for long opens the conversation with something thats related to my adipose tissue atrophy.

I cannot believe I let myself come to this state. I forget that my job requires me to set an example and look the part, especially being the overall I/C of H nd F and having to preach something I have not be following to my students. Ana looks like a stick when we walk together, and if I dont do anything bout it soon, we will be one of those couples that I always look at and wonder, "Wow, the guy must really have a great personality or other great 'assets'".

Once Hari raya comes and I don't have to fast anymore, this is my workout plan.

1. Every morning, I will run to school and as such, I would be forced to run back.
2. At 6pm sharp, I will stop everything and do either these three things. Gym workout, 30 lap swim, or sprints(soccer training activities)
3. Every week I must slot in an endurance run, starting with a 5 klik this week.
4. During gym workouts, every body part must be given attention. Chest, back, legs and gluts and arms.
5. I must do abdominals everyday because it is my weakest area.
6. I must stretch at the end of each workout to improve flexiility
7. And I promise to blog about everything that had been done in the day, so I will be constantly reminded of this.

I also failed to mention that I have been very ill disciplined when it comes to food these days. I am conscious about what goes in but never about the kind of food that goes in. For the first time in all my years of fasting, I have not shedded a kilo this fasting month. I gorge at breakfast and sahur because I say I deserve it for working so hard in the day and that I need the energy to last the day respectively. This is also not forgetting the chicken wing set I eat at Simpang or finishing everything Ana doesnt finish. I even have stopped controlling my fluids. I drink sweetened drinks all the time without a blink of an eye. Someone offers me a cake, ice cream, chocolates, brownies and I accept with open arms.

This has to stop.

1. I have to cut back on my servings of carbohydrtes. As common as it might sound, it has worked in the past, it has to work again.
2. I will not eat anything 2 hours after my last workout. So no more late night chicken wing sets. Even if Nainee cannot finish hers.
3. If I eat with Ana, I will not order a main course. Regardless of how hungry I feel.
4. Special treats are restricted to monthly affairs. Every other time, say No thanks.
5. Unless, I have just ran 10km, plain water is my only source of fluid. Lots of it of course. Soya bean drinks has to be low sugar and consumed after three gym workouts.
6. Three meals for now and we see how everything goes before moving on to 6 small meals.
7. Again I will blog everything I ate that day to count my daily input and output.

I intend to start tomorrow, but ill still be fasting and the teachers are planning to go to the flyer tomorrow. So I will gym tomorrow at around 4. My diet depends on where they intend to eat. Ill update tomorrow.

I hope this works. It has to.