Newest Endeavor

The San Franciscan air is subtly warming; the breeze is deftly softening. 

Summer is coming.

Short flimsy skirts, thigh baring shredded jean shorts, flowy sundresses and strapless tops galore.

My motivation:

My newest challenge: 10 pounds in 1.5 months.

It begins now.

Need

Time
Space
Break
Hiatus
Between
Vacation
Intermission
Absence
Weekend
Recess
Sabbatical
Holiday
Interlude
Pause
Stop

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Positivity can be detrimental to your health.

One can have too much, yet one can never have enough.

  

I must have woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.

The return of the weight-obsessed, over-indulgent foodie

7 months later and I'm back.

Plenty has happened between my last post until now.

- multiple trips to the ferry building for blue bottle & freshly baked acme bread

- sunny saturday picnic at Alamo Square [where Full House was filmed]

- weekend boat trip out to Clear Lake

- my first overpriced grown up tea party at Crown & Crumpet

- Hello Kitty cupcakes made especially for me

- my 27th birthday trip spent on the beautiful shores of hawaii

- successfully baking my very own pizza, fashioned after Cheeseboard in Berkeley

- ringing in this fantastic new year on the wild streets of vancouver

- bottomless mimosas at Lime

- getting my bone marrow cherry popped at Bistro Jeanty

- an unforeseen promotion

- my self worth restored

- sitting behind the home plate at AT&T Park

- overnight stay at the gorgeous Ritz-Carlton at Half Moon Bay 
- caviar on everything

- mountains upon mountains of delicious, orgasm-inducing fare

- sporadic Bikram visits

- lazy man workouts in abundance at 24

- first time boiling chinese soup

Life has been good, very good.

 

like a moth to a flame

august has been effervescently eventful with unheralded realizations, but hey, life is life. 

my trip to costa rica was nothing short of a life altering experience. prior to arriving, being immersed alongside extreme poverty was practically unheard of.  scenes of dilapidated homes with distorted tin roofs blew by my windowpane, hand-washed laundry swayed gently in the nonexistent breeze, junkyard worthy cars littered in front of every doorstep, and then, my beating heart suddenly swelled.  these children, their families, their lives, this is all they will ever know.  having vacationed for a week in a third world country stirred up long forgotten memories deeply thrusted in the nether regions of my brain.  long ago, long forgotten, i was struck by how vividly the memories formed as though it happened yesterday. during my exploration as a young impressionable child into guangzhou, china, i remembered the horrific scene of two dozen disfigured children rushing at high speed towards me. having been a naive child, i foolishly gave two pennies from my pocket to a seemingly innocent beggar when in reality, it was merely a con to trick dumb americans [i.e. me].


it was surreal.


although costa rica housed no child beggars missing eyeballs or a limb, the feeling remains the same.


a sadness that i long forgotten had emerged and set deep within me.

on a happier note, here's my photo diary: 

our trek up our hotel room

paradise

drinks poolside

lunching like ladies

how i got food poisoning

playa conchal

ziplining across the leafy jungle

scenic waterfall

broken

boat tour sighting : ficus tree deeply rooted

beautiful

and that concludes my trip in a nutshell.

fantastic experience.

the winner takes all

saturday afternoon

7/31/2010

12:33pm

current weight: 111.7

bikram yoga, day 2.

the experience was mindbogglingly transformational. i went from a naive yoga novice to a fluid and flexible core seeking individual with muscles rippling in my reflection drenched in hard earned sweat.  i felt astonishingly self absorbed as the center i found was none other than my appearance.

can't wait for round 3, monday.

challenge thyself

thursday night
7/29/2010
9:17pm

current weight: 111.6

today marks the beginning of my new life.  

today i began bikram.

in 1970, bikram choudhury discovered bikram yoga from harmonizing traditional techniques coupled with the ingenious idea of practicing in an 105 degree room with 40% humidity.  the class usually spans from 90 minutes incorporating 26 different postures [poses] and 2 breathing exercises.

the idea behind "hot yoga" is designed towards achieving wellness from within and the intense humidity fosters the desired environment for deeper stretching, necessary injury prevention, stress and tension relief. it acts as an neglected stimulant and restores health to each and every part of your body, muscle, joints and organs included.

having been an avid gym rat for the last two consecutive years, never have i felt the strong need to succumb until today.

not even when i ran for 45 minutes straight on the treadmill at 6.8 speed and felt the inevitable need to throw up.

not even when i completed 1 hour of elliptical at alternating intervals of 4 and 8 resistance levels at the speed of 180 - 220 strides per minute 4 - 5 consecutive days a week

not even when i starved myself silly by eating only 3 south beach diet frozen meals a day 
[180 - 240 cal each =  approx 600 cal per day for 3 weeks]

 ...

but today, i finally felt like quitting.

i was weak.

and dizzy.

visibly dehydrated.

my brain felt like exploding.

i longed for fresh air.

...

and...i'm back.

saturday at 10am?

:)


sometimes i forget, i don't know the meaning of quitting.


life is but a long journey, you win some, you lose some.


conquer by setting unattainable goals for thyself.


mind over matter.


in no time, the distance you've risen from will undoubtedly astound you.