Tuesday, November 17, 2015

my closet needs to go on a diet

When I first moved to Singapore, I downsized my 5 door wardrobe to a two-door cupboard. It was refreshing to be able to see your clothes and know exactly where what is. I realised I actually do not need so much clothes.

When I was unpacking recently after my Diwali trip back home, I noticed the lack of cloth hangers. #excessalert

Over the past 2 years, I have somehow subconsciously accumulated clothes again. I've happily go on with life and didn't stop to think about the last purchase I made (neither the one before).

I have decided to go on a 90 Days No Retail Therapy Challenge

Mindfully not go shopping (online or otherwise). The truth is, the impulse purchases has always been 'wants' more than 'needs'.

I started on 1st Nov 2015... so let's see how I feel throughout the 90 days :)


Sunday, August 23, 2015

of pet peeves...

So I was on a date. A brunch date with a guy I met on OKC.

He looked good on paper (why do I keep falling for that?) and after a couple of emails and phone calls, we decided to do Sunday brunch.

He picked a nice little place called The Providore at Turf Club Road and we were nicely seated by the window. We ordered and our food came. That's when the horror began.

He chewed. With his mouth open. With loud noises.

I tried to concentrate on the conversation we were having about his weekend in Taiwan, but all I could focus on was the eggs and chorizo being crushed between his teeth. And the noise that came out of it. *chomp chomp chomp*

Coupled with that, was the leg shaking.

At that point, table manners seemed like the best thing any parent could do for a child. It's the epitome of love - now I believe. I am grateful to my mom who drilled in table manners from a very young age. Can you picture me bouncing on my seat chewing mesclun like a cow? Urgh.

My two pet peeves - mixed in one. For brunch. Lucky me.


Sunday, March 1, 2015

The Journey...

...has been an arduous and emotional one to say the least.

Exactly one year ago I decided to "try" crossfit for 3 months. It wasn't because I had a love for exercise nor did I want to challenge myself. My doctor had advised that I need to change my sedentary lifestyle and had strictly said that jumping into conclusion is not a sport! *rolls eyes*

When I had a surgery in Dec 2013 and they couldn't stabilise my blood pressure levels, I knew I had to do something about my lifestyle. My blood pressure dropped to 59/33, I was losing consciousness and the last thing I remembered was telling myself that I can't possibly die on a hospital bed - uneventfully - like this!

Moving to Singapore, I was away from the usual distractions and I had time in my hands. What perfect situation to start the change. Though I still don't understand why didn't I just take up a membership in a fancy gym.

Crossfit Firecity and I had a love hate relationship. My first ever Workout of the Day (WOD) had me falling off the walls doing a wall climb - I just couldn't make out how can people step up the walls with their hands supporting them. I was passed the (then very heavy) 8kg bar, and was told that was ALREADY the scaled version. Words like Snatch, Clean and Jerk (*giggles*, oh wait - that's an actual term), glutes, high pull, medicine ball were all thrown around like it had been used from the times of Jane Austen.

For the first three months, the drain outside the box had to put up with my puke and tears. Passing out was a weekly affair.

My body never felt such intense pain ever before and I had to revamp my whole eating plan - if I am working my body so hard, I have to fuel it right. With every WOD, each perfectly manicured nail broke. Overtime, I skipped manicure for my WOD. I took Happy Hours, 4 times a week, from the bar to the box. I switched from reading Cosmopolitan to The Box Magazine.

That's when it hit me! I am doing this because I enjoy doing it. It is not a chore. It is not because the doctor said so. I come back, day after day, to the box, because I WANT to. Crossfit Firecity has become my safe place, my happy place, and my family. XOXO 

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY JOSHINI & CROSSFIT FIRECITY! May we have many more happy memories together.