90 days to Perfection: Day 14 [Weekend Update]

So this weekend wasn't much different from last weekend. I cheated major hardcore. But the weekend was GLORIOUS.

Friday I went to the gym (yay me!), and then I went to glabi and got shittered. It was fun. Saturday we went for brunch on the beach. The place was really, really nice and had really good food. It was almost $10 a head, and of course I wanted nothing to do with that, so I drank beer instead. Then we proceeded to Heaundae beach and had such a wonderful day it was disgusting.

I drank lots of soju, played some kick ball, went for a dip in the freezing water, talked a bunch of shit to a bunch of people, just good fucking times. I remember being hammered and standing in the sun and being very happy with myself.

Saturday night was messy. We didn't get out until after midnight. Ended up at Ghetto bar, making out harcore with Matt. Almost the half the bar clapped for us. Terrible. Went back to his house, yada yada yada, I took the subway home Sunday morning.

The plan was to hit the beach again on Sunday, but plans were slow to come together so me and X decided to hit the jimgyobong. We went to Spaland, the one that opened recently in the new mega department store Shinshegae. It was really nice, cost like $14, but it was a full day experience so it was worth it. Ended up doing fried chicken and pizza and beer for dinner. Nice relaxing Sunday.

I skipped morning cardio Monday, went out for a few beers with the girls that night. But I'm not stressing. Things are going quite well, so I'm not going to beat myself up. Going with the flow.
Peace out.

90 days to Perfection: Day 6 [Weekend Update]

So I totally cheated this weekend. And I am okay with that because I had a pretty awesome weekend.

I skipped the gym on Friday, and I tried my hardest not to, but it couldn't be helped. My friend Dawn got into teacher's college in Toronto (so excited) and so she wanted someone celebrate with, and there I was.

That was followed by Galbi, which was awesome. That was followed by Kino and Ghetto. Then I look at my phone and it was 3:30 and I paintball in the morning, so I called it a night. X, however didn't and drank til 7a.m. When I went to his house on Saturday morning at 11:15, he was hugging the toilet. So he missed paintball.

At paintball I spent the entire time getting drunk off soju/orange juice. Playing was a lot of fun too. I got fucking mascured, got some beautiful bruses to prove it.

Saturday night got off to a late start but had a wicked predrink and then went a bar that we don't frequent called U2 and had a blast. Then of course we ended up at Kino. Went to McDonalds on the way home. Glorious.

Sunday went to the beach. My widget said it was going to be 18, but it definitely wasn't 18. Nice but not 18. Played some frizbee, learned a new game called tips. Hard. My team was losing, and so I start sacrificing my body to make plays. I cut my leg open pretty nice on the sand. Had a hilirous conversation about licking the wound.

Sunday night watched a Canadian movie called Passchendaele. The first half of the movie was very questionable. It was a WWI "epic" (used very losly), and this soldier comes home from the front shell shocked and so he gets assigned to recruiting. Blah blah blah, falls in love, blah blah blah, gets sent back to the front. The battle that it showed was really really well done, and really puts into prespective what fighting a war is all about. The film itself was beautifully shot, and the acting wasn't bad. But the writing was fucking brutal.

Anyways, I am not going to say that I failed, because I didn't. I got up this morning to do my cardio. I'm going to the gym tonight. I am starting to look slightly better and its been two weeks. Gonna stick it out. Gonna get'r done.

90 days to Perfection: Day 2

Lordy, lordy, nothing rally goes right for me eh? So yesterday was day 1, not bad, just like any other day. Glad I tried to "set a tone" last week. Woke up this morning and my shoulder fucking kills. I must have slept on it funny. But it fucked with my cardio this morning. Strange because I could do push-ups no problem, but when I was doing leg raises it was blindingly painful. And today is supposed to be my shoulder day.

Morning cardio is also starting to tire me out. Last week I felt awesome, but I'm starting to feel it at work. I think I have to be VERY strick with my bedtime. 12:00-12:15 I'm fine, but 12:15-12:30 I definitly feel it the next day.

Also the drinking temptation is too much. Its only Thursday and people are making plans and I'm like "resistance... is... futile..." The girls are all going out of town so it'll be just me and X and two (or three) other friends. But we're all good times, no one I know is boring. Luckily, one friend is doing a detox which doesn't end til Monday I think. So I will need to use her as cruch. Or I could just drink. But I had said I only wanted to have two cheat day per month. And Leanne's birthday is one at the end of the month. And I don't even have any money or anything right now (like I'm literally broke, gonna have to get a loan from Leanne til Monday).

Terrible. Trying to get my food-cheats under control as well. Yesterday was just a few cups of tea, which I'm not sure I will be able to give up. But there always seems to be treats showing up in the office, cakes or pateries or cookies. I wish they had rice cakes in this country.

And my weight keeps going up. I set a mental goal of wanting to weigh 169 pounds at the end of this, checked my weight yesterday and it was 79.7 Kg (175 pounds), up from 77..8 (171). I can't fucking win.

Whatever I'm trying, we'll see how it goes. Power through bitch.

March: By the Numbers

Number of times I went to the gym: 14/31 (j.c)
Number of days I smoked: 11/31
Number of days I drank beer: 9/31

So I got better on my non-beer and cigarettes days, but Jeez, didn't realize the gym was so bad. I guess the week of my birthday had something to do with it.

*As a note I was working on my 10k time, rather than lifting at the gym. I've got it down to 51:40.