sue me.
regarding the obsession over the most sensitive issue of all mankind- the weight issue,
when does it gonna end?
how am i going to end it?
the weather is surprisingly nice.
still warm and sunny.
(freakin weird since it's march already and we're in wellington- who's renown for her unpredictable weather and fierce wind)
no early morning classes.
dont feel like having a job this year.i want to enjoy my free time. i can be pennyless. watever.
and this awesome house is near the botanic garden.
and there comes the brilliant idea.
go for a daily morning jog.
if you know me,
that's one of the things that you wouldnt ecpect to come out of my mouth,
let alone doing it.
but yeah, now i jog every morning (if i have the time)
and today, i did the most unthinkable,
i've signed up for a gym membership!
hahahaha
sha and gym does not belong in the same sentence.
i hate getting all sweaty.
and i have really3 poor coordination.
in short, i'm the girl who used to be in the last place in any kind of sport at school
be it running, high jump blablabla
and i'm that girl who used to be the last person to be chosen for any sports team (if i'm lucky to be chosen at all)
be it netball, handball, volleyball etc
the teacher never encourage the underdogs
and the talented players will snubbed at you.
so i guess, i just have no talent in sports.
i resent sports or any kind of physicall activities as much as i resent mathematics.
it's that baaaaaadddd.
however, since coming back from the summer vacation,
after hanging around with the elderly with all kinds of health problems,
i started getting a bit worried about my health.
it hit me that i'm terriibly unfit when i gasp for air like crazy (and looking like a goldfish at that) when i climb up the not-so-steep hills of everton trc to uni.
for goodness sake, im only 22 and i have the stamina of a 70 year old!
it's really embarrassing and worrying!
so then i decided to push myself to go for a morning jog (more like a walk) at the botanic garden in the mornings
even if that means i have to go there alone.
it's relatively more safe here than back home.
and you dont feel too self-conscious doing it here.
back home, there's a probability that you're gonna be the target of a snatch thief or a rapist etc
and there's definitely gonna be some wolf-whistling by the ever gentlemen males out there.
sue me for being prejudice for i am speaking the truth.
so basically that's how i plan to use my time "over the sea".
i dont care if i look so clueless or so uncoordinated at the gym.
they wont laugh at me.
but the funny thing is,
we tend to be so self-conscious of doing those kind of stuff if there's any other malays too.
it's the same attitude as i-dont-care-if-the-kiwis-see-me-without-my-hijab-but-omg-other male malays-shouldnt-see-that!
anyway,
being all sweaty and getting in touch with nature has never been so refreshing!
it's like a euphoric sense of freedom!
and i am definitely happier now :)
p/s-it's not about getting stick-thin, it's about being healthier.
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