Gym groupie

I hate to admit this (and mind you, I used to tease others to death abt it) but I have finally succumbed and signed up for membership with a gym. Yes, I have officially become a gym groupie, much to the horror of some. So artificial, so groupie. *urgh*

It was, in fact, a logical choice - I needed to get more exercise into my system, esp. cardio-vascular exercise. My Boy's been bugging me abt working out for a while since, and to my horror even my typically lazy cousin's gotten started at a gym! And I refuse to swim on weekends at the public pool coz it tends to be filled with hoards of screaming children and their well-meaning parents who are trying their best to persuade them to try out the deeper end of the pool (I've been that kid before, trust me), DOMs (ie dirty old men) who give me leering looks as I try to do laps past these losers, or incompetent swimmers (which generally consists of a mix of aunties, MIFLs, and groups of young women who think that they're getting exercise by just sitting in the pool chatting. Plus the Singaporean work schedule doesn't allow for exercise to happen at the hours/time slots of my choice. Once I get home, I refuse to drag myself out anymore - my day is done and I just want to have my dinner and get some rest.

But anyway, my gripes about the public pool (and everything else) aside, I now can exercise any day and at any time I choose, sometimes even over lunch coz the gym's so near my workplace. I can swim too, in the privacy of a less crowded pool and actually be able to do LAPS. I have to secretly admit, its kinda cool. *wink*

I went for my first ever gym session last week with a personal trainer. She was nice enough - she patiently walked me through a fitness assessment and explained every single detail there was to be explained throughout my orientation workout. And my fitness assessment shows that based on the fat content in my body and the distribiution, I belong to the overweight category - ME OVERWEIGHT??? HOW CAN?? I was absolutely horrified.

She put me on the treadmill and then moved me to the bicycle machine. I thot the bicycle machine looked easy enough - I mean I just need to sit there and push my legs backward and forward. but OMG was I wrong!! I actually had to exert a fair amount of energy to go at itfor 15 mins. while my personal trainer chuckled to herself at my facial expressions of pain. =P

it went easily enough, yet I got the desired (and much needed) exercise. It still feels artifical , but i suppose its kinda a gd start. I feel good getting some exercise, and in achieveable portions too.

so my sensibilities have taken over my emotions, and I hope its worth it. esp when I beat my Boy at losing weight. *kekekeke*

First week at (new) workplace

I guess I haven't really written about my new workplace and what's really gone on in there.

5 weeks on the job only and I already feel old, or like I've been there for at least a year. I don't know why it tends to be like that in every job I step into - if its because I pick up issues pretty quickly, get a sense of things, or simply coz so much has happened in the last 5 weeks I've been ard that its felt like ages. And nothing's really frazzled me - insecure bosses that blow up over every little thing, waiting hand and foot on prima donna-ish board members esp for study trips, etc - I look at my colleagues who face those situations and tell them that its just life. A similar version of that happens for me in relation to church activities too - the been there done that feeling comes back up again and again. But anyway, that's another story/post.

Its been in short, good so far. I enjoy the issues, the thinking and rationalising which is very different from the hard economic issues I used to deal with. People are different too - they have loong existential debates on the meaning of the project and original intent (comes close to meaning of life *hahahaaa*) which is boh fun and frustrating really. Fun to listen to and engage, but extremely frustrating when you need a decision made!! ah oh well. *shrug* Quite angsty, a little crazy, temperamental to say the least, and when tey have a point of view, BOY do they have a point of view!! (and make sue you keep hearing them).

But God's opened this door and I'm glad. I think the experiences in my previous workplace definitely prepared me for this one - the start-up environment, the pace, understanding the motivations of the different bosses (their insecurities, personla agendas, where they are coming from etc), and learning to manage all that for results. And He's obviously not done with me yet in the field of communications - coz it was handed right back to me when I stepped in on day one. I honestly didn't really want to do it, yet I recognise that I've had relevant experience in the area and I know how to get things done.

the BEST part about my new workplace, are the alleged "ghosts" in the building. *hahahaaa* apparently, coz its an old building and its "haunted", so no one comes in before 8am in the morning and leaves punctually before 7pm. I don't know if its all true coz I've never felt it myself, but hey, its great for me in terms of work life balance, so I'm just going with it for now. yay for me! =) actually, it'll be quite funny if its actually all just a rumour...... *muahahahaha*