Hi,
Well hello there, beautiful internet people! Can you believe it's been a whole week since I last scribbled down my thoughts? I've been busy, you know, fighting gravity and trying to convince my body to look less like a pillow and more like a warrior.
Speaking of that war... I just wrapped up my daily sweat session! I recently decided to spice things up in my cardio routine by strapping on some weights. At first, my heart rate was chilling, literally acting like it was just having a nice warm-up stroll. It was basically saying, "Nah, we're not running, we're just window shopping for calories." Rude! So I thought, "Fine, you want a challenge?" I added a dash more weight, and guess what? It worked! π
In just one glorious week, I've torched more calories than I have in an entire month! My heart rate finally got the memo and has been living its best life in the fat-burning zone. The downside? My arms feel like they've been adopted by a gorilla.πBut seeing that tidal wave of sweat at the end of every session? Pure satisfaction! Those droplets are just my fats crying. Bawling their little eyes out. Damn you, fats! Get out of my body!
I gotta do this, because let's be real, at this age, my relationship with food is firmly in the "It's Complicated... But Mostly Delicious" category. I eat what I want! And yes, once in a blue moon (or maybe last week), I indulge in my favourite midnight snack ritual, desserts at 10 PM, just a few hours before I hit the bed.
Like last week, I had a two-night stand with the most amazing pecan tart slices. They were almost as good as the legendary Woolworths AUD2 slices (a true staple of my life). Of course, when I find a dessert doppelgΓ€nger, I have to celebrate! I know, I know, sugar police would throw me in jail. But my philosophy is simple, love your desserts, love your workouts. So I balance it out with green things and daily exercise.
Anyway, can you believe we're already halfway through November? The end-of-year sprint is on! Next week, I'm off to Indonesia!
This brings up a very important, slightly traumatic memory. Last year, I caught the dreaded Flu B on my trip to Bukit Tinggi. I'm contemplating getting the flu shot this time around. I think I need to level up my travel prep from pack clothes and passport to pack clothes, passport, and a vaccine. Wish me luck!
Okay, that's all the rambling I have for today. Time to rehydrate and try to convince my sore muscles they still love me.
Have a super lovely and completely cry-free weekend! Bye! π









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