Unable to take the critisms anymore, I heeded Alex Kor's advice and chased procrastination out of the door and welcomed 印尼小弟 (initiative) last Thursday, planning my 2 months Slash and Burn diet regime. In reverse to the rapid deforestation in Indonesia where the 印尼小弟s (the children of Indonesia) were held responsible for, I did what most fatsos do: Discount my red meat intake and burn fats by.. exercising!
Now, the thought of commanding your body to move involuntarily after a hard day's work might sound like a bad idea. Often, this familiar sentence will ring in our mind.
哇啦唔, 死爸累咯 !
Frankly speaking, this is a very powerful verse, more powerful than the Allelujah or homochaneh. It totally disables your limbs, render you useless and not only that, prompts you to find some form of leisure to waste your evening away and build those tummy fats like Lego. We are all guilty of that, aren't we? To overcome this, I just did some HTML editing to the above sentence:
Tada! The positive vibes then kicked in: Running shoes, singlet, and the 8-pack abs I had when I was in Secondary School. No joke, we Maris Stella Scouts always have hardcore end-of-the-year camps where your daily activities consists of push-ups, running, sit-ups and the list goes on and on. During these 7 days, we face the ground doing push-ups more often then we walk!
So began my daily running sessions! Dear was also motivated to run together and she got herself a neat pair of Adidas running shoes from Hong Kong. The Adidas there is cheeaaap! Well, can see her putting in effort but she always get 'punctured' after 100 or 200 metres at Bishan Park last Sunday. Maybe that's why they say we have 'spare tyres'. Hmm.
This particular advice from Sergeant Ong, an instructor, was etched into my mind after I left SISPEC:
'It's up to you whether you want to run or not.'
And that's very true! As simple as it sounds, it is actually up to you whether you want to think that you want to run, or just relak one corner. This logic also applies to many faculties in life; Being optimistic, stay happy at work, or trying to be interested during a boring sex episode with your wife of 20 years.
I've always remembered his advice because he resembles those chubby Hong Kong actors, and he can still run 9 minutes flat for his 2.4km! Thus, it actually makes no difference whether you are fat or thin. Even the great Tom Whittaker, a handicapped, could conquer Mount Everest, so why can't you push yourself to complete a mere 2.4km?
It also helps that you keep reciting these words in your mind while running:
1. I am a fat botak.
2. I want to overtake that slowcoach in front of me.
3. I want to shed 7 kg!
You'll find that your pace will pick up, the distance covered will be further, and an increasing number of times that you spit! Yes I am slightly overweight at a height of 174.5cm and 77kg. My BMI is 25.4 now. The healthy BMI range is 18.5 - 24.9, so the goal is to hit 70kg after 2 months and I'm not going to slack anytime. Super determined!
I am so determined that after 20 mins of running and sit-ups, my underwear had to bear the brunt of an intense workout, via my porous fat ass.
Eh.. seems like my 印尼小弟 (aka This Little Brother?) is literally humming-
No Sweat!
Chicken Feed!
HAHA!
All the Way!
Damn. Not convinced he doesn't sweat. Let's flip it inside-out and see
Tarmarde. He's nonchalant. Oops I forgot it's not his job to sweat. But to drool instead!
Reversed back
Phew! Underwear also wet! Maybe I'll borrow Javier's Pampers for the next run.
Hope I get your full support too so I'm selling my wet undies to you. $5 lelong and it's free size somemore! For the perverts out there, please PM me for discount or any special requests like white/yellow stains, blood etc. Strictly PM only and no leaving of tagboard messages hor tolong.
Hope I get your full support too so I'm selling my wet undies to you. $5 lelong and it's free size somemore! For the perverts out there, please PM me for discount or any special requests like white/yellow stains, blood etc. Strictly PM only and no leaving of tagboard messages hor tolong.





