Who Doesn't Know Who I Am?
Although for all intents and purposes, this gym blog is long dead, I've always secretly wanted to revive it, much like Lazarus. However, because I lead a relatively dull and humdrum life, and follow class routines quite routinely, there's nothing really much to say anymore.
But last weekend, I have to say, one of the most classic lines I've ever heard, prompted me to write a short post.
Saturday mornings, it's either Body Step with the purple dinosaur, in Manulife, but he's apparently giving/given up the class so he can be a filial son and bring his mother to market, or Body Attack in 1MK (a place that didn't exist yet since my last post), with Juris.... Prudent. Then Saturday afternoon is combat with FCI in Empire, if I head to Subang to send the boys for Boys Brigade.
Anyway, Ciki of Cikipedia Fame, watsapped (Gasp, that's another thing that didnt exist since my last gym posting) to ask if I was going for Prudent's class. Truth be told, I really enjoy his class, and if I was still into naming instructors by acronym, he'd be "HAI". AI stands for attack instructor. "H", well, actually the first word was hiao, or how (in Cantonese), which combines the meanings of vainpot, narcissist, diva all into one. But in a lovable way. It's a compliment, not an insult.
As usual, in his rather entertaining Hong Kong cum Oz accent, he proceeds to explain how Body Attack is a full body conditioning bla bla bla. Then suddenly, instead of introducing himself, he says, "Who doesn't know who I am?" which for some reason, I found HEEELARIOUS! It's like "PEENG KOR MMM SEK NGOR HAH?".....
It was an awesome class as always.
Okay, that was it. I am going to add him as an FB friend now and pass him this link.
posted by fatboybakes @ 11:59 AM
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