Body Combat

Actually, body combat is a very apt term at the moment, for the body, at least mine, is trying very hard to combat the calories that have been mercilessly and mindlessly piled on in this week of culinary excesses. Buffet dinners, dinner banquets, even induced bulimia didnt help very much. The numbers on the scale moved faster than those numbers you see on those countdown timers for bombs. And you cant even choose to cut the red or green wire.

On Saturday, I started the day off most healthily, by going to jog with frog in Lake Gardens. Frog is a friend who works in Singapore, and everytime is town, calls me for a jog. Our timing is deteriorating, used to take 25 minutes to finish the circuit, now it takes 27 minutes.

Then, stupidly ambitious, I still made my way for Body Combat with my Favourite Diva Instructor. The familiar faces looked like they all just woke up from a 100 year sleep. Sidekick, who is now a qualified instructor, had hair like a wig!!! Sunshine too looked like she had just emerged from hibernation. Congratulations sidekick on being upgraded to main star from sidekick.

Hmmm, FDI's used the same warm up, and several songs from last week....which is fine by me. Darn good sweat, I just LOVE it when sweat rolls down your arms, soaking you in that saline solution. Feels so liberating. FDI also was doing his Body Balance clearance.....

Boy Robin came up to me asking for his angpow. Well, let me clarify my criteria for angpow giving. The recipient must be 1. unmarried, 2. unemployed, 3. a virgin. If you qualify, let me know. (its AND and not OR)