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Friday, May 01, 2009

Out of this tail spin.
Tuesday,

Work and gym-ed.
Took my monthly check of fats and muscles, signs showing improvement. Weight down (maybe i just happen to not eat so much that day), BMI down, BMR down, fat mass down, alright, to cut it short, it's a slight improvement in all. Boy was i glad and satisfied with the results, so i might deserve some treats or rewards?

Wednesday,
Work.
The calories counting is back in trend, Rina's instilling some of those ideas in me. I would just prefer to watch what i eat and give the weekends a break. It was so extreme, the number of calories we're restricting ourselves to reach the ideal. No dinner last night, and it got me craving for Indian food in the afternoon, point satisfied!
I'm coating my nails like finally, whilst at work, giving it cobalt blue base first.
Gym-ed.

Thursday,
Interview for the second job went well, think i've got it. However, odd hours might leave me with lesser social time alone.
Work and gym-ed.

Friday,
Man, it's Labour Day, public holiday. But, i'm not spared as usual, working non stop. Today marks the start of a new month, May. And i'm very much hopeful for someone to take my weekends shift so i'll be able to pick another dance, sport or hobby. Thankfully, i'm having some unleashing in that busy schedule as per tentatively.
My Astons lunch was filling, should consist of at least 800 calories. I'm getting back into the 90's era, Vengaboys' Boom Boom Boom Boom, i want you in my room, i would never forget dancing to this song.


I keep on telling myself i'm gonna find a way, i won't be afraid just like yesterday.