Saturday, 1 December 2012

Torture in losing weight



As I am trying my best to achieve my ideal, a friend is helping me to train up. I started many months ago. Since I have been sick for more than one month, today we started to train again.
Diet is to eat like a meow meow according to my trainer. Cheat day is only allowed once a week.
The picture is my salad with cherry balsamic sauce. Moo MOO....

His method is hard and lots of yelling. I normally do cardio or go for my fave class. Since today is a beautiful Saturday, I had to attend Alex's Zumba class. I was over the moon to be in his class dancing away. Right after Zumba still sweating, I was asked to train my core. Core is important for the whole body to train up the strength.( pss... that is what crab I was told).

Slowly.. the plank is lined with a yoga mat. Do.... do... show me. Me still blur from Zumba was forced to train my core. In my mind, a cool iced Tea was nice.... Dream on...

He showed me the different ways to train with a medicine ball of 1kg. To most people... aiyoh ONLY 1 kg. Tak mati pun.

If you do say that try... laying on the mat with your both legs raised no more than 6inches off the floor. He said getting furious... Come on on.... How did you manage to get to recent Fast Fit Competition in gym Last Wednesday.

Last Wednesday, I was in the competition with a close friend. We both( Ladies of above 40) managed to survive. 

Back to the training, I did a few times. He was not happy. To end the class, I was required to hold the ball with my feet and raise. Of course, I pleaded for MERCY.... he had the evil look. Okay, he agreed that I would only COUNT TO 3 to end the class. 

COol.. I agreed like a student trying to ran away from a terrible teacher. I did as told holding the ball.  He counted 1......(silent) but iT felt like forever. Then 2 came.... still trying to TAHAN.... Then the 3 never came.  I screamed.... hello.. didn't you learn after2 is 3. He was not happy. Lets start again. In my mind, if i have a 10 kg dumb bell... i wanted to whack his brains out on the carpet floor.
I just do as told like any good student. Again the counting went 1.......2.....2 half......the 3 were never uttered.
OMG... i asked him ... do you know how to count?
He cheekily said that in primary school, the teacher taught 1, 2 then the teacher died in class not teaching 3. Some people.....

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