I’ve been shredding again. The last time I only managed to last 22 days before a lethal combination of fried chicken + fatigue resulted in a swift and decisive end to my exercise plans. To be fair, it was deliciously crispy chicken with golden brown skin that was fried to perfection – the kind worth getting fat for.
For several days after that, I dreamt of Jillian Michaels yelling at me to “fight for it” as she pinned me down in a stranglehold and confiscated my bucket of Popeyes. It was brutal.
The great thing was that in those 22 days, I converted at least 10kg of fats (more or less) into pure unadulterated muscle mass. And I know this because when I sucked in my stomach really hard, I could see the faint outline of pectoral muscle definition. Oh, sweet definition, how I’ve missed you. Once upon a time before I had kids, I once had stomach muscles. Now, I have one rather large mass of soft-ish tissue.
Yes laugh away, but pop 2 kids and then we’ll trade pictures of our jiggly bits.
That was probably the only reason why I even lasted 22 days in the first place – visible results. I could feel myself getting fitter just after one week of jumping jacks and bicycle crunches. By day 10, I stopped feeling like I was going to pass out from sheer exhaustion.
But discipline is a funny thing. The moment you stop, it takes you 10 times the effort to get back on track. You either progress or you start regressing. I was down with a bout of food poisoning and after 3 days of non-exercise, all my resolve had turned into cravings for ice-cream and mee pok with extra lard. And the longer I didn’t exercise, the more difficult it got to put in that DVD again because I knew I’d be back to square one with all that huffing and puffing. Vicious cycle, really.
I just realized that it’s now the middle of August and I’ve still not achieved my resolution of completing a full 30-day shred. That leaves me 5 months to get to it.
I was doing my shred the other day and Kirsten was standing by eyeing me with interest. So I casually asked her “want to join mommy, sweetheart?” She pondered a moment and back came her reply. “I don’t need to do exercise, only mommy needs. You do your exercise very well ok.”
“Well, thanks a lot, princess. One of these days, you’ll have jiggly bits of your own.”
Guess I’m just going to start by putting on my running shoes every morning and see how far I get.
What’s your exercise regime? Need a little help here.
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I use the stairs instead of the escalator whenever I take the MRT. Does it count? Heh.
That’s not bad. I loathe stairs. I used to make the husband carry me up staircases back when I was a lot lighter. These days he says its impossible.
my husbands says respect to yours for even trying. *fist pump*
Haha that last convo bit with your baby girl really crack me up!
I run about 3x a week, after work. Just a short run around the neighbourhood and I only stop after I start panting, which means I only do about 10-15 minutes of running. Not sure if that’s doing me any good because right after I pile on back with dinner!
Haha I get really hungry after I shred too! It’s like my body is telling me to eat back all the weight I lost.
Lots of play with Allysa! Carrying, lifting her, going for walks, chasing and walking after her is sufficed to let me loose all post-natal bulges and gain a pair of tone arms. But of course, I still have that jiggly bit which I will consider as a badge of honour. And a good pair of Spanx.
Spanx!! I’ve been wanting to get one, is it effective? Also, does it give you a hernia?
Hmmm… Exercise regime? You spake of something I knoweth not much of unfortunately. For me. Sigh. *Going back to my Reese chocs*
Hahahaha nice one! Although Reese chocs don’t really do it for me. But fried chicken, that’s another matter altogether.
Join me for yoga at River Valley? Purchased vouchers from Groupon at Om Shiva Yoga for $18, 4 x 1hr sessions. I’ve been trying (very hard) to get into pose. Heard could sweat buckets!
Seriously? Ok I’ll join you the next round and hopefully I don’t break something while trying to get into pose. I’m nowhere near as flexible as you are.
I wonder what your neighbours under you think when you shred hahahaha. I did it in my room at the old place and my housemates thought I was doing some construction
It’s extremely quiet when I shred because there’s a lot of control and power. Usually the kids don’t even wake up, I’m that quiet. Also I do the jumping jacks on the yoga mat so it absorbs the sound haha.
hahaha nonsense. eh, can hep me bring mooncake when u come? double yoked ones please!!!!
Sign up for pilates. Guaranteed to shed weight + tone up. Yoga doesn’t really help you lose the fat, as from my observation that many yoga instructors (even expert ones) have tummy, albeit less jiggly ones.
Hahahaha maybe the yoga instructors just like to eat a lot of fried chicken after their yoga classes. And pilates look quite relaxing, like just a bunch of stretches, although I haven’t tried it myself.
Been wanting to try it, but have been procrastinating.. Think i might not even last 2 days so kudos to u for making it to 22. I prefer swimming. Can’t stand sweat dripping down my neck cos Singapore is just too hot.