So there.

2011. Year of the Rabbit. I am now serious about fitness. Let me repeat that:

I am now serious about fitness. I am now serious about fitness. I am now serious about fitness. I am now serious about fitness. I am now serious about fitness.

Hmmmm, I guess it is not that bad after all (no rolling eyes this time). Hahaha. Well, I just would like to share that now, I am already taking into consideration every particle which goes inside my mouth. SERIOUSLY. If you knew me too well, I only look like a “snappy-eagle-food-critique” but for my taste buds, all foods are supposed to be “masarap”. Hahaha. Really, except… except… for veggies. I do eat vegetables, especially if “walang choice”, but if given the chance to choose between “fast foods/meats/junkies over veggies/fruits/healthy options” I would definitely choose the former over the latter.

Yes. That is my food drama ever since. I grew up inside the walls of “fast food, those juicy-meaty-burgers-fries-shakes-coffees-sandwiches-stuffed-ready-to-eat-pizzas-crepes-and-all-other-unhealthy-characters-in-the-food-pyramid”. What a waste! Whew. It’s because all of those tastes sooooooo good!

So, my body got used to the situation where: I gained fat + I crash diet for 3 days + I’m back to my old belly. However, it has come to my attention that my tummy (my ever reliable tummy) often gets melodramatic (sickly). Several times has it been that I am on sick leave because of this stomach of mine, and yet, I still do not take my eating habits seriously (rolling eyeballs, again). (but to up my chances still of being “kinda-semi-fit”: I love eating Yogurts!)

So, thank God for great friends. For bringing into my life, one-remarkable-sister-who-happens-to-have-ultra-sensory-powers (I just added “little” exaggeration here).  So, my life changed last February 21, 2011, after I got an EAR-JERKING-SERMON via a phone call over my so-called junk body (wail…wail…). Take that ha, ear-jerking (it means my eardrum almost exploded) cold sermons about my eating habits, junkies, coffees..blah..blah..blah…and even tasked me to define my grandest vision of my physical self, and to send it via email in no less than 2 hours. IMAGINE?

Hehehe. But, to you sis, “thank you” for that. Really. Because that was the first time, that a friend ever did that to me. EVER, in that manner. If looks could kill, then that phone call literally killed my “dancing fats”. Haha. Kidding aside, I was able to analyze more the effects of my bad eating habits, my vices, and my lazy body. Last year, I used to be active in jogging and badminton. But now, I really do not know what happened. My system slowed down for a while, and I allowed myself to be lost in the puddle of flavored caffeine (now I understand, why my cognition somehow declined! Heavens!)

So I decided that I have to go back being physically active during Sundays. Early dawn, with the support of my mom, we went back to our jogging and walking mode at where else? Roxas Blvd. So, from Taft Avenue, we brisk-walk to CCP (we did 15 rounds in their semi-oval)

(the energy every Sunday at Roxas Blvd and CCP were incomparable!)

Then, after our rounds, we headed for Malate church for a mass, on our way, instead of our usual green mermaid coffee latte’, we saw a very refreshing PINOY drink – none other than – Fresh BUKO Juice. Peeled in front of us, and just 23.00. Wow. Super mura! and it is very fresh indeed. I Love it!

The tree of Life

the natural sweetness of life. At its best and simplicity

and just to share how “malaman” our buko:

our 23.00 is worth it. Love this value meal!

So, not to keep this blog post long – here is my diet regimen for this day (Feb 27, 2011 after a looooong morning of walking and jogging at Roxas, PICC, CCP, Rizal Park and SM Manila):

Yes. I am such a corn ball - Whole Kernel Corn

My favorite meal now: Okra+one slice of cheese+whole wheat bread

At first, I thought my smile would forever leave my lips whenever I eat this type of combo, but boy, I fell in love with this meal! Haha. Now, I am saved. Cheers to healthy body and life. My own kitchen is now open for brown rice, Australian oats, fruits, and veggies: especially okra and tea.

Cheers to healthy life. I am responsible for my own body, I wanted to live now appreciating every cells I have. My unfit body unfolded before my eyes after that “one phone call” last Monday (I used to be very confident and comfortable with how I “react” to the world, never did it occur to me that my totality is declining already).

So thank you again dear sis. I am now indeed serious about being fit (ehem.ehem.)

This drink is my thank you!