Especially ones pertaining to my favourite thing in the whole world—running and exercise. Recently I’ve had a lot of emotional ups and downs, and on top of that, I’m looking everywhere I can for employment and I have exams to study for.
A lot of crap has gone down with my family the last two weeks, and I can’t seem to get back into my fitness grove. I’m emotionally drained. Who knows, perhaps I won’t ever get fully back into it until I move out, but you guys won’t hate me for that’s would you? You can bet that I’m trying to do what I can.
If you’re still with me one day, and if I’m still with the you, I solemnly swear that I will jump back onto the wagon and ride the fitness roller coaster like I’ve never rode on before. I plan to make my own YouTube channel for Recipes and workouts(just like Cassey Ho!), travel the world, open my own snack brand and apparel, run a marathon, half marathon, and colour run, become a fitness instructor, pilates/yoga instructor, and personal trainer, an elite athlete, dancer, and everything that I’ve always wanted to be but never had the chance to be. I hope that by then, my body wouldn’t become too old to live out my hearts desires.
And oh yes, hello new fitties(followers)! If you don’t understand my second paragraph, it is probably because you don’t know my history, which can be found in my about me section.
On a side note, I haven’t gone to happy hour at Starbucks, and I’m actually very happy I didn’t. I think it’s a health trap :)
A little somebody sent me a birthday gift from my amazon wishlist and I totally went beZerk because I’ve never gotten anything from anybody before, and it was the only present I received(Stephanie, I shall make a formal post about it sooner or later. I love you).
I know my thoughts are scattered everywhere. I just have to let everything out. I have a lot to say.
I think I found a company and ressource that might help me do this.
I’m not so sure about what kind of things I’d make, but I know that it’s going to be handmade and sold in my spare time. I have an idea about what I want my products to be:
- Gluten free
- Low carb
- Sugar free
- High fiber(maybe?)
- Wholesome
- Delicious and sweet, busting cravings
Some things that I am thinking about(perhaps I’ll have different lines for each category):
- Low fat
- High protein
- Vegan
- Paleo
Granted, this project won’t start until some other time, but already I am thinking about a name. I’d like for it to appeal to males and females, teens and adults, athletes and weight losers. I thought of the name “Thinsations”, but then I thought it’d probably only appeal to women.
Any ideas?
Runnin’ n exercise iz da ting fo therapy.
Walking ‘round naked iz da second best.
Guys, you don’t even know. I’m strutting around like a freaking chihuahua with all ma bling bling, Ownin’ ma space. I’m all up in this house, yo.
This be so liberatin’.
Ya don’t even kno, bra.
All my friends have school today because they take this mandatory course that I took in summer school. All of them are encouraged to go on a field trip for this course.
Well, ‘m alone in the house with no gym membership and lots of food. Junk food. :( Dear Lord Jesus help me.
On the plus side, I’m home alone and I’ve always wanted to go nude in the house for one entire day. I could finally do that! Do everything and everything naked.
Well, isn’t that exciting?
I went around the neighbourhood and handed out my résumé. Inside, I don’t hold much interest to the positions I was applying for. Barista, hostess, server, cashier…all at restaurants or cafes. Where I really wanted to work was at the gym, but I don’t think that will happen any time soon, especially with the incident on Saturday.
I did, however, come across a newly built Asian cafe across from Starbucks that smelled like sweet green tea. It was cool and the environment was green. There was a couch in one corner and a bookshelf full of Chinese magazines(I could not read a word!) on the other end. I love atmospheric places, and I suppose I wouldn’t mind working there.
Another thing: they split shifts into two: you either work late morning to late afternoon, or late afternoon to early morning(the next day). Say what? What if I could only work 4 hours? Luckily, the summer holidays are coming up. Come to think of it, I should check in at good life fitness to see if they have a free summer teen pass.
I recorded my observations for my germination project, did a little bit of math, and called my friends. I watched some So You Think You Can Dance, practiced some leaps in the hall, and watched half of “Girl, Interrupted”. I have to admit, it’s pretty darn good!
I spent the night wishing I could go outside to run. I have so much energy within me, and when I don’t put it to use, it calls on me and tells me, “hey, if you run/kickbox/workout now, you’d burn a lot of calories and get stronger. Don’t waste this time this is a perfect moment!”
I had to do something silent in the house, so I did yoga. When I raised I to bridge pose, I felt my upper back bend yieldingly. I’m getting muscle memory and a more supple back!
I have trouble finding the time to review some of the products I’ve received because so many things are happening in my life. I want to do so many things, I have few opportunities, many restrictions, obligations to keep up, teachers to deal with, exams to study, and so, so many things standing in my way. Money and family issues, for example, are my number one issue, and they do most of the restricting. I want to finish reviewing at least Natasha’s Health Nut Cookies and P28 by the end of this month(how am I ever going to finish eating all this good stuff?) and most of all, I want to run. I want to exercise freely again. I am so happy when I sweat, I feel gorgeous when I am breathless and fast and fit. I want to do everything without having to worry about keeping a low profile, without having eagles on my back, poised and ready to strike.
And tonight is just one of the numerous nights where I wish for a life like that. Happy, and free. I wish a lot of things, all of which that came true, turned right around and bit me.
But atlas, here I stand gazing out the window again. Could tonight be somehow…more enchanting?
I knew I was asking for it, and I know I was doing the right thing but I was trapped…it was just an accident waiting to happen.
What am I supposed to do? I’m reduced to nothing…I have no option left. I can only pray to the heavens above to lay a gentle hand on me and pray for a miracle.
How likely is that to happen? There are so many things at stake. I could lose everything I’ve ever worked for. Everything I’ve fought for.
Here I am, standing in front of my house; not willing to step inside. I tremble, and I sigh like a prideful peacock that had just lost all its feathers. I secretly wish I had relationship problems with boys instead of this. I want to be saved from everything that wants to devour me.
I can’t do it. I can’t put my hand on the doorknob.
My birthday free drink from starbucks. Iced caramel macchiato. Although it tasted good, it had way too much sugar. I got a headache. :(
Never again indulging on this bad boy.
In short, today I somewhat understood trigonometry, did a 10 minute abdominal workout, I received giveaway donations in my mailbox(and got them before my parents could discover it!), took a shower, played with my little sister at the park, and delivered newspapers.
I didn’t cry today. I didn’t feel anger nor sadness.
Tomorrow I am contacting a local gym and pilates house to see if I can apply for a position to work there. Psh, who wants to work at a food store or restaurant when you can get paid to exercise?!
Recently, things have been going bad…really terrible for me. I felt emotionally zombified and physically not well either. i dont want to talk about it because i’m not in the mood to feel melancholy again.
I’m not happy, but I’m not sad today either, and that is already a win for me! I will take this any day, therefore to a certain extent, I suppose you could say I am happy. :)
I found this recipe online and decided to give it a try!
I started playing with this mixture in my hands; I was molding ice cream with my two bare hands, and it wasn’t melting. Well, if it was, the flour certainly absorbed it quickly, for my hands were perfectly dry.
There’s something I have never thought I’d experience before, ha!
I then baked it at 350F for about 25 minutes, as opposed to the 45 minutes mentioned in the recipe. It turned out just fine.
Sorry for the bad quality photos. I’ve noticed my phone camera does not work well with dim lighting. This photo does the food no justice!
Yum. This was like eating ice cream in a solidified form. It tasted exactly like the vanilla ice cream I used except, I was chewing it.
On a scale of 1 to 10 for healthiness(and I am quite the harsh marker), I’d rate this a 1. Simply because neither the processed ice cream and refined grains are the most appropriate for a diet. I did make this because it seemed like something fun to explore, and I don’t regret baking such a creation!
Happy Birthday!!
thefitty: omg who are you where’s a gif when you need one Jesus lord have mercy this is the best birthday gift
I don’t think this is mentally healthy. I fear not doing well. I fear that I won’t do the best that I’ve got. But most of the time, after pushing through the first 20 minutes, I succeed my goal. It feels like heaven. It is super hard and tiring, but it is well worth the effort because the feeling after is incredible and irreplaceable.
Today I was not in the mood to sprint. I now sprit so fast(I think…). Every time that I see someone ahead of me, I think, should I let them go? Sometimes I do, but sometimes, I think, “Come on, go get em!” And all of a sudden, my legs power up and my albeit short legs are flying. My lungs are taking in more air than I thought they could ever hold, and my core is tight. Soon, I’m catching up. Then, I shoot past them. It’s an amazing feeling, I don’t think I’ve ever been this fast.
On Monday, I plan to sneak in a run with the track athletes. Just once. I think I can get away with this one time…I want to see if I’ve improved from last time. I want to see my coach’s jaw drop. I want him to ask why I’m not on the track team.
Anyway, I feel incredible right now. I feel like sex could never compare to this post workout feeling. I’m in heaven. I’ll float to the showers, do some yoga, and sleep on clouds.
Here I sit in History class
After phys-Ed, a workout dash
Munching down some yummy crums.
Better than (Mc)Donald’s Soft serve chums.
Greek yogurt, peanut butter, and a cookie right here:
Are what make up the ice cream I hold dear.
Packed in protein and half the fat,
What a decent low calorie snack!
Recently, I’ve discovered an opportunity to work as a group fitness instructor at the gym. Motivating and training people—that is my passion! I just know that this is God’s miracle—I’ve been praying for this opportunity all my life and it would mean so much to me to live my dream.
However, I found out later on that I needed to take a workshop…a $509 workshop.
I was devastated. I never have much money to being with, and if you click the link provided above(‘Your help is dearly appreciated’) it gives a little insight on my life and my family crisis. It takes me 5 months to earn 500 dollars with my part time job—and I spend just about every penny of it paying for my own food, transportation, education, etc.
An opportunity like this is reaching out to me and I simply do not wish to let this rare chance pass by! My career could soar from here. Please help me out by donating a few dollars, if you can. And if you can’t, God bless you for taking the time out of your day to read my post.
Please please reblog. I’m praying!
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Was in a good mood after running and decided I wanted a low carb snack.
This is chocolate flourless cookies and coconut no-bake cookies.
I don’t think its really worth sharing the recipe, but if you’re interested, hit me up in my ask box.
