We were watching a kickboxing match on TV last night. Two females were fighting. Instantly, we both got interested, me because she's got the body I want, him because she was really pretty. It's funny really, I don't get jealous learning when he finds another lady pretty but him feeling uneasy when I call other guys cute. I guess I'm in a state where in things like that doesn't bother me anymore.
Going back, I guess I have no idea how long the bout took but my eyes were stuck admiring her body. She wasn't voluptuous, seducing, etc but she was a bit curvy and with firm muscle tones. I like it that her body looked good and healthy at the same time. Sure as is, we never really looked at the scores but the referee said it was a draw.
I was absorbed with her. I turned to my boyfriend and told him I want the same body. I want to look healthy. He frowned a little. It's not the kind of support you were expecting from your bf of 7 years but he has a right to react that way. I mean, I'm like any other person who tried a couple of diet and exercise and failed miserably. And heaven knows how many times he supported me and I just let him down. Ignoring his reaction, I told him I'd like to be as fit as her. Sensing that I wasn't really going to let go of it, he turned serious. FYI, my bf is a muay thai instructor. He's been teaching it for 3 years now and prior to that has been teaching martial arts (will not say what kind but he is a first dan blackbelter) for more than 5 years. He told me he would only help me if I start jogging at 5 am everyday. I think he is trying to see how committed I am to this goal but I guess he has a point. I've been lazy for quite some time that I need to build up my stamina. I said OK and proceeded to mentally get me ready for what's supposed to be my first day of jogging but alas, I woke up this morning to the skies drizzling. He was up before me and he sort of laugh a little. He said: "I forgot to tell you, weather report says A STORM'S A BREWING".
Ok, so I did check the news and we are going to have a bad weather for a couple of days. I explained to myself, minor set back, go jogging when the heavens clear up. I WILL! I WILL!
On other news, I'm trying to limit my food intake. I'm an over eater to be honest. I can finish 5 cups of rice in 1 sitting and sometimes even more and because of this I am overweight. I am now scared of getting diabetes since I know a lot of friends who have it. I'm 5 feet 4 inches and for 70 kilograms I am overweight.
Yesterday, I tried to lessen my rice intake. And to be honest, cutting down on rice is an effort. No I take that back, IT'S REALLY TORTURE, for me that is. I had about a cup of rice total for the whole of yesterday. I was like an effing addict having withdrawals. I was hungry all the time. Food was all I could think about. I compensated by eating small amounts of food but many times a day. I had chicken with sotanghon. I ate a small chunk of chicken about the size of my thumb and slurped 3 spoon full of its soup. It would alleviate the hunger for about half an hour and when I felt hungry again I'd eat the same amount of chicken and soup then wash it down with lots of water. Being able to do that was awesome and I was a little proud of myself. I thought this will be easier than I expected then at almost midnight, I was proven wrong. I woke really really hungry. Can you believe that? To wake up because your tummy is literally growling in hunger? I tried to sleep again but I couldn't so I decided to drink water but alas my tummy will not let me so I gave in and ate a cup of rice with the soup from the chicken sotanghon. That's the only rice I had for yesterday. Feeling guilty, I tried burning the calories with cleaning the windows, wiping everything in the house and sweeping the floor. When I felt I had a decent amount of sweat expelled, I took a quick shower then went back to bed. My boyfriend woke me up to ask if I was sleep cleaning again. I said YES. HEH!
Anyways, Yesterday was an interesting day. I just would like to say I am determined to lose weight!