A few weeks back, I decided to exercise again. Im turning 32 in July and I can feel it. My body is not what it used to be, say, 7 years ago. I can feel stiffness here and there and on a number of occasions I had to slow down while walking because of a pain in the lower back. These "getting old" feeling became very evident to me during Lance’s Sports Day in school.
Being the supportive parents that we are, Jof and I applied for leave from work to support the little athlete. Parents were required to wear sports attire as there was to be a parents’ race. Lance competed in two games and their team placed third in one of the races. After the kids’ games, parents were asked to line up and form 6 teams with each team having a leader. Again, being enthusiastic parents, Jof volunteered to be team 4’s leader and we were in front of the line. Anyhow, the race started and when it was my turn, I ran as fast as my legs could bear, in my mind praying that I don’t fall flat on my face like what happened to a couple of parents :(. We won 1st place and as a prize, each member got a trophy. It’s my first ever sports trophy! Yahoo!. Lance, of course, was very proud of his athletic (kuno) parents.
The next morning, I couldn’t move.
I felt like I did a 30km marathon and my muscles were stretched to their limits. I thought my daily portion of walking from the MRT Station to my office (often in heels) was a good enough "warm-up" and excercise. I was wrong - very wrong. That was when I realized I needed to do something about it before its too late. Its true what they say that when women hit 30s, their bodies are never the same. That’s when a huge majority start to weaken and, in most instances, gain weight. The latter is definitely not my problem - yet, but who knows? And by the way, I am still very often mistaken for a single student (wink wink) here especially when I am not in office attire and people get the shock of their lives when they find out I have 2 school-going kids (haha!, yabang no?), so my concern is not so much of the external but the internal. That feeling of weakness, lethargy or whatever you might call it.
So the next day when I happen to be in the mall, I bought myself a nice pair of jogging outfit (but of course, I had to wear something nice para ma inspire!). Since then, everytime I have the chance, i grab my running shoes and head off to the nearby park. I also bought badminton rackets to take advantage of the badminton courts - free or otherwise (you can choose), that abound in Singapore. It helps that Singapore has parks conducive to jogging and exercising. It also helps that Jof is now more active exercising and less active eating. His diet and exercise plan is so effective that he has since lost several kilograms and his "5-month preggy" tummy. So lest we change places, with me the bigger (and more sluggish) half, I might as well nip it in the bud, so to speak.
So here I am, trying my best to fit into the real sense of the word "fit" and hoping that ageing would not catch up on me sooner than expected.
Here are some shots of that fateful day in East View Primary.
Proud daddy (or proud son)
My brother 
Missing Carl (nasa school e)
