07 September 2013
07 August 2013
My Heart Burns
Now, beloved kids, listen carefully
I'm the voice from your pillow
I brought something along with me
I ripped it out from my chest
With this heart, I have the power
to shut your eyes
I'll sing till dawn breaks
a bright light from the sky
They come to you at night time
deamons, ghouls and dark fairies
they'll creep out of the cellar
and chase you in your bed
Now, beloved kids, listen carefully
I'm the voice from your pillow
I brought something along with me
a bright light from the sky:
My Heart Burns
They come to you at night time
and steal your small hot tears
they'll wait until the moon awakes
and pour them in my cold veins
Now, beloved kids, listen carefully
I'm the voice from your pillow
I brought something along with me
a bright light from the sky:
My Heart Burns
I'm the voice from your pillow
I brought something along with me
I ripped it out from my chest
With this heart, I have the power
to shut your eyes
I'll sing till dawn breaks
a bright light from the sky
They come to you at night time
deamons, ghouls and dark fairies
they'll creep out of the cellar
and chase you in your bed
Now, beloved kids, listen carefully
I'm the voice from your pillow
I brought something along with me
a bright light from the sky:
My Heart Burns
They come to you at night time
and steal your small hot tears
they'll wait until the moon awakes
and pour them in my cold veins
Now, beloved kids, listen carefully
I'm the voice from your pillow
I brought something along with me
a bright light from the sky:
My Heart Burns
05 August 2013
The doctor said..
I can train. At least, that's what he thinks. I'm allowed to do:
-10min on the elliptical, OR
-10min swimming (crawl or back)
AND
limited squats
AND unlimited pull ups (a if I could do unlimited pull uos...)
AND certain kind of abs crunches
facepalm
basically, this is NOTHING compared to my July training schedule.
ABSOLUTE BAN of: running, stairs, rowing machine, lounges and most of plank exercise.
I shit you not loveys.
In addition, I'm undergoing a therapy that is extremely painful and leaves blues all over my hips and legs - someone at the gym even asked me if I'd been in a car accident yesterday.
Anyway, I'll try to work on the arms and shoulders...sigh...
-10min on the elliptical, OR
-10min swimming (crawl or back)
AND
limited squats
AND unlimited pull ups (a if I could do unlimited pull uos...)
AND certain kind of abs crunches
facepalm
basically, this is NOTHING compared to my July training schedule.
ABSOLUTE BAN of: running, stairs, rowing machine, lounges and most of plank exercise.
I shit you not loveys.
In addition, I'm undergoing a therapy that is extremely painful and leaves blues all over my hips and legs - someone at the gym even asked me if I'd been in a car accident yesterday.
Anyway, I'll try to work on the arms and shoulders...sigh...
Labels:
accidents,
bikini panic,
bitter bitch,
fat,
fitness,
FML,
fuck my life,
gym,
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31 July 2013
MRI outcome
The not so bad news is I did not gain weight over the weekend. I trained, ate about one thousand deep fried pumpkin flowers, one shit ton of salad, and somehow, maintained.
The bad news is, I got my MRI scheduled on Monday, and the outcome is, while the bones are fine (which is good I admit), the tendons of both my hips are not fine.
And this means, I'm supposed to stop training.
Now, this is not going to happen.
I'm getting married in 35 days and I'm supposed to fit into that fucking tight dress I bought.
The upside is they gave me different painkillers which are also supposed to smooth the problem, and those DO work, so finally I'm walking almost like a normal girl.
Also, I'm seeing a physiotherapist on weekends.
I did drop the 30 days shred at day 24 (many of the moves hurt too much), and I cannot run.
I have picked up the 6pack6weeks by Jillian Michaels, and I'll try to do the elliptical machine at the gym.
Honestly, this whole thing pisses me off so much I can't even tell you.
Stop training for one month means throwing away months of fatigue and sweat. I hate it!
The bad news is, I got my MRI scheduled on Monday, and the outcome is, while the bones are fine (which is good I admit), the tendons of both my hips are not fine.
And this means, I'm supposed to stop training.
Now, this is not going to happen.
I'm getting married in 35 days and I'm supposed to fit into that fucking tight dress I bought.
The upside is they gave me different painkillers which are also supposed to smooth the problem, and those DO work, so finally I'm walking almost like a normal girl.
Also, I'm seeing a physiotherapist on weekends.
I did drop the 30 days shred at day 24 (many of the moves hurt too much), and I cannot run.
I have picked up the 6pack6weeks by Jillian Michaels, and I'll try to do the elliptical machine at the gym.
Honestly, this whole thing pisses me off so much I can't even tell you.
Stop training for one month means throwing away months of fatigue and sweat. I hate it!
Labels:
30 days shred,
6 pack,
bitter bitch,
fitness,
FML,
fuck my life,
gym,
hurt,
jillian michaels,
pain,
say yes to the dress,
wedding,
white
24 July 2013
The truth about it
Here's the truth.
I know that training is better than fasting.
BUT, fasting deliver weight loss so much faster than training.
And in the end, fasting + training delivers even better results.
dropped 3.7 pounds in 2 days (1.7kg)
if they keep abusing me at work like they did over the past 2 days, I may drop 17kg before vacation (which is like 38 lbs)
Somehow I expect the abusing will go on at the same rate, but the weight loss is bound to slow down. meh.
(22 days into the 30 days shred challenge and still going, level 3 is a bitch. My hip now hurts so badly I can't run, I can barely walk although living on painkillers. Booking an MRI)
stay strong lovelies
stay strong lovelies
Labels:
30 days shred,
bitter bitch,
fasting,
fitness,
hating myself,
jillian michaels,
weight,
where is my mind?,
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