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Friday, November 19, 2004

The inability to lift

Let me introduce you to something that had been introduced to me just yesterday, it is a programme called BodyPump. So what we have here is 2 energetic instructors, Juliette and Cindy, armed with a barbell and an assortment of weights, aim to seriously punish you for that dessert indulgence you knew you shouldn't have had, because now that they're here, you'll pay.

Their MO is simple, and holds true for most dual-instructor-led classes, there's always a good cop, and there's a bad cop. The good one always comes first, so warm up was pretty intense, but bearable, I knew it had to be worse, and it did. Welcome, Juliette - the 'Come on, you can do it, you're doing great, feel it burn, just three more, how about another three for me, I lost count, lets start from one, haha, its good for you' girl.

I swear I can almost feel my tendons snapping - just that its not medically possible. I think its not medically proven yet, that's all. The worst thing is actually the morning after, and everyone knows this. Its like a good hangover, but I'm walking like a cramped zombie and I can't lift my arms past 90 degrees.

Don't expect me to wave anytime today.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

The benefits of change

Very recently did my water heater went bust. Its surprising how I take some things for granted. But I think everyone does this, I've been quite considerate on most matters. But living without hot water, or water at all, since the mains went through the heater, was not at all bad. I had to go back to the old bucket and pail system, and it was fun. It reminded me of my simple past, way before there was a shower in my house. Those were the times I'd wake up early in the morning before school, and on most occassions mom will get some hot water in the pail, which was nice.

It definitely was simpler times. Responsibilities were limited to the brown exercise books and the repetitive contents that had to be entered, and little else, actually. Dinner was never any fancy nutritionally engineered, low fat, balanced diets, it was macaroni in ikan bilis soup, or steamed egg with rice, or on a good day, fried fish, which was always exciting.

Just yesterday they came and replaced the heater with a new one, which coincidentally matched the color of my walls. Its fantastic of course, with several new enhancements, real regulated heat(as compared to the 'iffy' thermostat on the old one), and 6 shower modes. In some time to come, I just hope that I don't forget my simpler past.

Monday, November 15, 2004

Nothing changes

The worst thing about emotional highs is the absolute lows,
you go around changing things,
you meet different people,
you do different things, be a different person,
and you come back to this.

Things don't dissolve instantly,
it never goes away.
Its like the effervescent tablet,
you just have to wait.

But what am I waiting for?
Nothing. Really.

I'm back in square one, in the same place,
I'm not going anywhere.
I need to find more things to do,
this doesn't cut it.