Desperate Measures

The most wonderful part of my job is the two hours lunch breaks. But that comes at a hefty price, on my waistline that is. And my collegues have such hearty appetites that all feelings of guilt disappears as we indulge in our nasi lemak, hokkien mee, tom yan noodles, ba chor mee. You name it, we eat it. But alas, my rear is growing, a sure indication to either not eat so much or exercise.

Being the glutton that I am, I can't bear the thought of giving up all the glorious food and have decided to start exercising. I don't even remember where I had so much motivation to keep to my exercise regime in the early months of the year that I managed to lose 2 kg! I have so gotta lose weight now, else my pants are going to spilt!

I was thinking of waking up at 6am for morning jogs twice a week. Doesn't the thought of it make you wanna just curl back into bed and continue the snooze. So I may not be a morning person, but I'll try my best. Well but if that fails, I still have my saturday's in-line skatings to fall back on and make me feel less guilty about it. Let's see when I'll finally get down to it.