Body Jam Makes You Confident

: 52.5kgs

Judgments : If only they knew what they looked like...

I've been away on a badly needed holiday, it was my way of re-connecting with The Boy; work and our varied interests seem to be keeping us apart. I'm a gym bitch and he carries on life mostly as a couch potato, these are just some of the areas where east and west don't meet. Then again, I'm often reminded by friends that opposites do attract. It would be nice to sometimes run alongside him on the treadmill, not just the beach...oh well, a girl can dream.

It was thrilling returning to the gym and getting my adrenalin running again, that I can say. Nothing has changed since I was gone, a bad VPL imprinted on thighs greeted me followed by a roomful of B.O. during Jam. Jam, now that is a class that does amazing things for self confidence.

Insecure people out there should not be locked up in a hall crying their eyes out at an Asia Works convention or some life improvement seminar. They should sign up for a gym membership and head right for Body Jam. I was late for class once and had to be an observer instead of participant. The confidence that exuded from the people in the class was amazing.

There were overweight women in the skimpiest of outfits available one-size smaller, pudgy men, guys who looked like they needed a pre-gym shower and other people who would never in their lifetime be featured on Tattler. These people are the ones who would be dancing without a care, in fact putting on an even more outrageous show when they see people watching from the outside. JLo and JT wannabes abound in Jam, in fact, they dance like they are auditioning for the cast of Cats!

I can totally understand the feeling of liberation though. When I'm moving with the music, being one with the rhythm, nothing is more exhilarating than the moment itself...


: Unbelievable, but I find myself amused yet abused by the sight

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!