Gross Sights at the Gym (Women)

: I feel fine and my clothes tell me I am


Judgments : Veggies are good for you, Wedgies are not!

You already know my list of gross sights for men, so here it is, the countdown for the women-folk.

The reason for this post stared at me in the face during a Balance class. There it was, the number 1 sin which I'll reveal in a bit. It is embarrassing when women can make such a list, but unfortunately gross sights of women do exist in the gym.

An untamed bush definitely makes the list. But it is not a common sight on the gym floor. What is are flabs, one of the worst sights to present itself without shame. Women with flabs either around the waist or arms must cover themselves accordingly. While it looks ok around The Boy, kind of cute in fact, I've been subject to spare tyres from women who choose to wear only a bra top! This brings total attention to the "what-is-trying-to-be" a waist area.

There is also the flabby arms that continue saying goodbye long after the wrist says so. Women out there, tone your arms before you attempt to wear sleeveless tops! What peeves me most are that the larger-sized women are the ones who seem to think that sleeveless tops look more appealing for their chunkers. I couldn't disagree more! Cover up and spare us the pain. And next time Ms Universe is on, watch it to learn the elbow-to-wrist world peace wave that the contestants have perfected. You would notice no movements from the tricep area. If you're not gonna work it out, cover it up!

If sleeveless tops must be worn for any reason by an offender, for the love of society and beauty - SHAVE! I almost requested the removal of a gym member due to confusion over her actual sex after encountering a hairy armpit. Bush belongs in the White House (at least for now). I shudder even having to recount the experience.

Which brings us to the top of the list and back to the Balance class. My eyes immediately BALKED! OH....MY....GODDESS! It was the infamous VPL making its way to the gyms near me! My head was spinning, the room felt suffocating, I lost my balance and focus almost as soon as I saw the division. The lady in front of me made like a banana and there it was - the split between pantied flesh and non. It was especially pronounced on the fleshier ass coupled with a tight panty.

I wish someone had introduced her to g-strings and I wish I had practiced in front of her. It was all too late now...

: May more women find peace and style and new gyms

The Who, The What and The Why

: 52.9kgs, damn, its got to move faster!

Judgments : THAT is SO ugly!

Gym; its the one place that houses a collection of damn good looking people with great bodies as well as the other end of the scale, i.e. ugly people.

Where else would east and west, black and white, the sun and the moon collide with such envy. Sure, its a one-way thing; the ugly will always envy the beautiful, that is just the law of nature. Some of the uglies will think they are beautiful, and that is when it gets disgusting for us good looking ones. Mind you, the ugly usually can't cross over, no matter how hard they try.

....and boy do they try!

"Who IS that" commonly refers to the women-folk who try to doll themselves out with OTT gym attire. The colors, the extensions and all kinds of animal prints which would fit better in a zoo!

"What IS that" gets to the next level of ugly where they become something else. I hate to say it but often its the flamboyant gay man that gets this tagging. He thinks he IS and walks around the gym looking it and of course gets widely noticed.

The next level of ugly is reserved for those beyond help and shouldn't exist amongst the beautiful. Sure, they are bold; bold enough to think they can walk out of the house looking like that! One look and your facial muscles can't help but react. You want to look away but you have never seen such a sight - you can't help but to stare. "Why IS that"...because it doesn't make any sense for those people to be.

: Need to go shopping to clear my mind of the mental image of the Why Is That guy

My Fitness Pal

: According to My Fitness Pal, I should be on track to meet my weight goals by November!

Judgments : I feel in control!

I chanced upon this site for health and fitness freaks like myself recently. It is called My Fitness Pal and the site seeks to help people get on the road to fitness and to achieve their goals. They do this by offering free online tools to track your progress, such as a calorie chart where you can key in the various food groups or even food items to determine the nutritional facts.

There is also a diet journal you can use to keep track of your progress, since diet goes hand-in-hand with the amount of exercise you put in. The idea is to control your calorie intake while making sure you're burning enough. The calorie counter allows you to be more aware of the calories in food intake, especially the bad 4 letter word - FATS!

If I stick to my program, I should be able to see a meaner me soon. Watch out world!


: On the way to achieving my goals

New Release Review

: 52.9kgs

Judgments : Les Mills has gotta do better

I spent the weekend and the past few days absorbed in work and adjusting to the new release. I only have one thing to say about the new release.

I'm disappointed!

I only enjoy jinga in combat, the moves are ultra cool, but overall, the new release is not challenging at all. RPM has a lot of uphills but after the marathon RPM session over Merdeka nothing is challenging anymore. I'm terribly disappointed with pump, the music tracks all suck big time, except Gwen for abs. Ok so the lunges and triceps were quite interesting but thats about it. Jam was a piece of cake.

Les Mills, you gotta do better!


: Am I in lotus already? Gosh, didn't seem like I worked out one bit!

Yoga Trend Snob

: 53kg, a step closer to my goal of hitting 50kgs by year-end

Judgments : Like Paris Hilton, I'm misunderstood

I went to Yoga Journal today to check out some tips on a certain mind and body bending pose. While there, something caught my eye, it was the Yoga Snob Quiz. There were several categories of yoga practitioners according to the quiz; trend snob, a yoga school snob, a spiritual snob, an eco-snob, or a balanced yogi.

Of course I had to click on it to find out where I stood. Here are my results:

I'm a Yoga Trend Snob!

A Yoga Trend Snob You appreciate the finer things in life—and you're willing to pay for them. You have the best "yoga butt" around, which fills your designer yoga pants to perfection. You spare no expense on souvenirs that remind you of your love for yoga. You acknowledge you are a spark of the divine, and you take care of yourself accordingly. But your preoccupation with appearances might be hindering your growth. Keep practicing. A whole new dimension of yoga will reveal itself to you in time, and you'll realize you don't need to spend money to be fulfilled.

Take the Yoga Journal Yoga Snob Quiz!

: Guilty as charged, but it is good to have positive affirmations. I am one with my elements

Nudity In The Gym

: Dropping the kilos after the endurance RPM run over the weekend

Judgments : That ain't a pretty sight!

There are acceptable levels of nudity in the locker room. Most of us abide by it, some break it to the max, like the one who invaded this woman's space, check out her blog entry Nudity and Modesty. Ms Starkers should have been grateful I wasn't present there at that time, if not she would've heard a mouthful from me and finally understood shame!

I have however encountered other painful moments during my time in the gym. The most memorable has to be explained with my first pictorial called "Good Bush, Bad Bush"

Unfortunately for me, I ran into "Good Bush Turned Bad". It happened as I was winding down in the sauna. I turned around and there IT was attached to this lady who had TAKEN sexy back AND thrown it away! Amidst the heat and after a long day, I was almost convinced I had ended up in the Outbacks and was bushwhacking!

I spent the rest of the steam room session facing the wall, anytime more pleasant than the sight of an overgrown garden that badly needed weeding.

Top off is common but pussy showcases are not recommended, not even when you've recently visited The Ministry of Waxing in Bangsar. Girls, you have to go Brazilian someday, drives your men crazy ;) tip of the day courtesy of mwah. As for bush's sister, if you're reading this, get a trim for crying out loud.

: Luckily I'm not vegetarian for the day, couldn't bring myself to eat the fatt choy that resembles bush...

New Release!

: Feeling a whole kg lighter thinking about the new release!

Judgments : "New Release" is not a reference to the latest orgasm...

I can't wait for this weekend's new release! I was told there are some challenges ahead for Body Combat, with one of the tracks running for over 6 minutes! Lots of Jinga incorporated. Oh gosh, that means having to bear with some hopeless souls who can't Jinga in combat mode, they should fit in Jam. Taking about Jam I hope the new release has some tougher moves, last one was quite disappointing. Pump's killer lunges launched previously might be hard to beat this time around.

RPM? I might be looking out for 90 minute classes going forward after the Merdeka challenge...


: I can therefore I am

90 minute RPM challenge!

: 53.2kgs

Judgments : Too bad for those who didn't get in!

Over the Merdeka weekend, the gym had an RPM challenge, this one was more challenging than the usual 60 minute challenge, we had a 90 minute non-stop cycling adventure! People came early and were stretching and signing up all pumped to get the legs going.

Too bad for those unlucky ones who didn't get in, some complained all highly bitter, others cried foul, I was happily perched on my bike warming up and wasn't about to give my place up for anyone.

We had two instructors that day and the longer the session went on, the male instructor became increasingly sweaty. If you know bicycling gear material, no words can describe how gross it is when drenched. It just looks....smelly! The whole package suddenly started playing images in my mind, I could almost see the odor fumes coming out from him. Needless to say because the outfit is tight and now wet, nothing was left to the imagination. Maybe the room was cold.

90 minutes on the bike and you can't help but drift in and out of the occasional pain and fantasy. Made note to self to make quick exit once class was over and before senses kicked in. I'm sure the closed room environment would've bred BO to the max! UGH! Sometimes I wish gyms were more hygienic...oh don't even start me on that!

: Body feel supercharged all ready to take on the world and the weekend!