Tuesday, August 15, 2006

detox day 1...

yes...
have embarked on yet another selfish personal vendetta...
to be healthy, fit and along the way look fucking amazing..
after finishing making me look good...
i'll tend to the starving kids in africa...
but at the mean time...
they'll have to wait...
Angelina Jolie can do it first...

so woke up flipping 7 in the flipping morning...
chants...
healthyfithealthyfithealthyfirhealthyfithealthyfit...
healthyfithealthyfithealthyfirhealthyfithealthyfit...
fuck it...
i need my sleep...

ok...woke up at 9...
arrange ipod playlist to only play motivating workign out beats...
something to keep me up..
something to keep me punmping...
something that motivates and pushes me...

avril...

suprisingly...
i need teen angsty songs to make me run..
i think the more it irritates me, the more i run..
the more i want to block it from me...
why the hell do i even need a freakingipod when i run...

took me 2 hours to jog to mandai and back...
i bet even with her one good leg, my mom could jog faster than me...
am slow and fat...
body fat content is sky high...
thats why more weight to carry when running...
~looks at tummy~
there must be a easier way for this maan...

3 day detox will include morning/ brunch and evening jogs...
no meat...
no sugar...
no artificial flavouring...
no junk food...
no caffine...
no nicotine...
no life...

lotsa veg and fruits...
H2O...

what the hell am i getting myself into...

my old cynical self would say
"my body is my temple...
and i'll sit on my fat arse and worship it..."

but the new tetestrone free me would say...
"my body is my temple...
and others worship it..."

c'ome this is the only time i can brag about how my future body would looking fucking amazing...
before i fall flat on my face..
and start pigging out...
so go ahead and worship my future hot chiseled bod...

at the mean time...
i need to find a way to make veggie taste more...
msg-ed deep fried friend with lotsa salt...

throughout this whole post...
i kept on typed job...
instead of jog...
i think my conscious's trying to tell me something...

AM WORKING ON IT GODDAMNIT...

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