I had a wonderful Saturday yesterday. I woke up, had French Toast for breakfast – it wasn’t pretty (hence no photos) but tasted awesome. Then I slowly got ready for the gym after reading a few pages of Angela Clark’s “I Heart New York”. It’s actually a cute book (which I got as a freebie with the UK edition of Glamour magazine). The cover image I have borrowed seems to be for the latest print – I have a special edition that was published for Glamour I believe.
I like reading cute, funny, lighthearted girly books during my free time – it’s a way to rest my constantly analyzing mind. I used to read a lot of fantasy and fiction but these days I don’t seem to have brain juice for them.
So, how was gym? It was a lot of fun – my first time trying out this Strength & Core class. Okay before I go on, let me clarify, my intention of writing about the gym is not to make anybody feel guilty about eating sweet stuff or not going to the gym and such. I write about the gym not because I want to be “holier than thou” – just to vent a little bit at how difficult it is for _me_ to get into shape since I have an 8 hour desk job where the most activity I do is chase after an engineer to clarify a paragraph – or get up to get a cup of tea.
It’s also difficult to be active since I spent so much of my younger days studying, reading, chatting on IRC: sedentary lifestyle – I never was a sporty person – though I did know how to dress up sportily ;) I used to avoid playing netball and basketball because I was afraid of the ball (much to my elder sister’s amusement). I was terrified that the ball will hit my face and shatter my glasses or something. I hate getting all sweaty – that’s why I like living in Scandinavia – when I go to work and come back from work – I can look somewhat clean, neat and presentable. [Frozen fingers/chapped lips/snow matted hair not included.] We have to do what makes us happy – my battle with my chubbiness (to put it nicely) makes me happy in a way. I feel like I am doing something beyond my routine of going to work, eating, and sleeping. I’d like to live a wholesome life where work is not the only thing that defines my identity – I want to be more than just a technical writer. I want to be able to cook, travel, see the world outside, shop, obsess about skin care, go to the gym, read a good book, appreciate a good cup of coffee, take a nice photograph, paint my fingernails, etc. I guess you could say “I want it all”.
Okay, now that we have gotten that out of the way. Let’s just say Strength & Core exercise is a little bit of torture. The exercise itself was quite enjoyable – but I had no idea it was possible to place a weight on your abdomen and do bicycle crunches. That one was tough. I also didn’t understand 40% of what the instructor was saying (another reason to sign up for Norsk classes ASAP) but it was alright. The sad part is that I’m sore today. Quite sore actually – it started last night at the party – which made it difficult to sit around and talk to people.
I would go back for this class again though – because people tell me – if you are sore the next day, it means you used your muscles. Let’s see how much courage I can muster to step into this class next Saturday.
What else did I do yesterday? I had lunch and dessert in my favourite cafe (it’s known as Kafe Caffe). No piccies because I was reading my book while eating. It was so nice to sit outside in the shade and have pasta, carrot cake and an iced latte. *Happy sigh*
I spent my evening (like until 3am) at a friend’s housewarming party. I haven’t been out till so late in such a long time – it helps to have friends who live 5 minutes away from your apartment to share a taxi with :) It was so much fun meeting people I haven’t seen in a while – kind of like a hint that you are still fun to hangout with despite not working with them anymore. Life goes on, right?
I was thinking of cooking my favourite Teriyaki Chicken with Soba Noodles today – I have been singing praises for this dish for awhile now ;) I’ll post a photograph of it afterwards – with a bowl that is not green. Exactly, why are all my bowls/plates light green? Because green is my favourite colour. When I moved to Norway into my first apartment (a 24 meters-squared shoe box) I bought two green mugs, a green bowl and a green plate. Now, in my second apartment, I still have a lot of green stuff but they don’t seem to help with food photography (I’d love to improve on this skill in future). All the dishes look the same!
Anyway, I hope all of you (my 5 readers? :)) are having a good weekend. I’d like to leave you with this interesting article that KarenMBB pointed out yesterday – 10 Rules for Brilliant Women. Nothing like starting a new week with some added confidence, right?