A little Asian insight.

Can it be?

2006-12-01T09:49:00.000-08:00

I started freaking out a little last night when I realized that there’s only 31 days left of the year. The hands of time sure did move pretty quickly. At this rate, I’ll be 30 in no time. That’s a scary thought and I’m jumping way ahead of myself. Anyway, at least I’ll get my winter break from school soon. Happy December everybody!

P.S. I almost forgot, I wanted to let you know the vitamin project will officially be over in two days!!! It took a little longer than expected but it’ll finally be done. I should also let you know that I should revise the blog from September 25th to Forty-nine days instead of Fifty because I dropped one by accident during lunch one day. Oops.

Where's the mojo?

2006-11-25T20:36:00.000-08:00

I’ve been on the exercise kick again. Well trying anyway. It’s been harder since I’ve been taking 2 classes this quarter.
With fall almost to an end and winter around the corner I need to focus on not adding any holiday pounds. Or as my dear friend likes to call it my baby layer and now he calls it my winter layer.

Why can’t he just say that I’m getting fat? Anyway, today I attempted to go for a run outside today. Running outside means hills, lots of hills which I detest but do them anyway. I do it for two reasons, it gets me out the the gym and the monotony of the treadmill and I heard it helps your butt.

Today I have discovered that I’ve lost it. My mojo or whatever it is I had when I was running. I don’t know what happened but all the progress I’ve made in the last year has disappeared. So it’s back to square one of trying to get back to the level I was once at. Ugh...this is what happens when you don’t keep up with things. I’m really scared to hop back on my bike. It’s been almost 2 months since I’ve ridden that thing. Better get on the ball, I need my running mojo back.

Oh am I?

2006-11-17T14:45:00.000-08:00

You are a
Social Conservative
(38% permissive)

and an...
Economic Liberal
(31% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Totalitarian

Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid
Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

Wishful thinking

2006-11-09T13:30:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I wish I could crawl into a cave and never come out. That way, I could avoid reality and live in my own lovely bubble. Now that I think about it, I might not pick a cave but you get the point.
It’s been a long week and I had a very disturbing dream the other night. It was so disturbing I haven’t talked to that person in a few days. But to think of it they haven’t tried to get a hold of me either so I don’t know what to say about that. Yikes, what a simple dream can do, I think my subconscious is trying to tell me something. Whether I do something about it or not is the question.

Vitamin update

2006-11-03T17:19:00.000-08:00

Forty days have passed day after my first blog September 25th. Technically I should be done in 10 days. Instead, after counting my bottle of vitamins, I have 17 days to go. I’m only a week off, not too shabby if I do say so myself. I have to tell you that I don’t feel any different though. We’ll see if I keep pursuing vitamins after I’m done with the bottle.

Sad day

2006-10-31T23:41:00.000-08:00

My aunt passed away today. This is so surreal. Although I'm sad for selfish reasons, I’m glad she’s not going through the pain anymore. I know she’s in a peaceful place now, wherever that may be.

Funeral’s on Monday since we have family flying in from out of the country. It’s gonna be a long week.

Guilt trip

2006-10-30T23:45:00.000-08:00

I have my bags packed and ready to go. My mother is sending me on guilt trip for all the things I should have done regarding my aunt. Ugh, I can’t take it. It’s not as if I don’t think about what I could have done different in regards to my aunt.

I could have definitely visited more and I could have called more but I didn’t know that it would come this soon. The last thing I need is for my mother to be on my back. It’s gonna be a long trip so I’ll see you when I get back because I don’t know how long I’ll be gone. Typical Asian.

Apologies in advance

2006-10-30T23:31:00.000-08:00

I’m sorry I haven’t been myself lately. I actually think I’ve been a little depressed lately because of the whole family situation going on. Sorry for the many tears that have been shed this past week. I know you have your own problems and you don’t need to deal with mine.

My mom gave me an update on Aunt Jia and things for her are not getting better. She had a seizure on Friday and we found out that the cancer has spread to her brain. She also asked me today if I had any articles of black clothing and told me to be prepared. I’m really scared for what’s going to happen. I know that she’ll be in a better place but the selfish side of me doesn’t want her to leave. For now I can only send positive thoughts her way, and if you have a free moment please send some her way too.

Full speed ahead

2006-10-27T13:47:00.000-07:00

I’m reaching the the half way mark of my semester and I feel very overwhelmed. Classes are getting harder, more work is ahead and concepts are all beginning to join together from day one. Where am I in the mix of this? Well, I’m a tad behind in both my classes to be honest, especially in my Autocad class. I feel like I’m super slow in producing any kind of plans and half the time they’re not accurate. I don’t feel like I’ve put in the effort and time that should have been put into these classes and I’m beginning to regret it. It’s not that I don’t enjoy the classes because I do.

I have another 6 weeks or so of class and I plan on getting through them with flying colors so if I’m a little grouchy in between just bare with me.

Seriously, kill me now.

2006-10-26T16:53:00.000-07:00

Someone help me! I just experienced the worse thing a sister could ever experience. But honestly, the way my week’s been going I’m not surprised that I got to sit through this jewel of an experience. This is totally icing on the cake and I must say I really hate my life at this moment.

I really don’t want to go into little details but I will tell you this; he’s recently acquired a girlfriend. They hang out a lot and it’s often over at our house.

Ok, so here goes. I was sitting in the room adjacent to my brother’s. I was surfing the net minding my own business. (I have to do this because our wireless router sucks royally and until we get that problem fixed I will continue to use that room.) I hear the t.v. on in my brother’s room and I hear him and his girlfriend chatting, and out of nowhere I hear a what I thought was a moan. I stopped typing for a second and listened closely but all I heard was the t.v. so I continued to check my email. Then 30 seconds later I hear what I knew was a MOAN. I can say that I’m totally grossed out right now. This also confirms that the first sound I heard was definitely a moan and this round it’s even louder. Then I hear my brother telling her to shush, it gets quiet for about 2 seconds and continues with some slapping noises.
That’s right guys, my little brother and his girlfriend were totally having sex in his room. How wrong is that? Honestly, his older sister hearing him having sex. Uhh...I can’t even finish this blog because I’m seriously sickened by what I just sat through. This is definitely my cue to back away from the computer and leave the room immediately. It’s not enough that I had a shitty week, it has to end like this. I really hope that this weekend has better things stored for me instead of what I’ve gone through this week. Thank god this week is almost over .

Honest Ivan

2006-10-21T02:07:00.000-07:00

Ivan my long time trainer/friend can always be counted on to tell me the truth when it comes to the way that my body looks. Me being the paranoid girl I am, I always do a weekly check on how my body’s doing and he gives me an answer. If he gives me an answer I don’t like, I find a way to try to resolve it. He usually gives me tips on how to reach my goal which is really nice.

I started training with Ivan a year or two ago, and ever since then we’ve been buddies. The thing I love about this guy is that he’s honest. I can always expect a honest answer from him even if it might sting a little. He always said wouldn’t you rather have me tell the truth than lie? I rather him tell me the truth but, I have to admit, the truth sometimes hurts.

I think at least a year has pasted since I last trained with him. I still frequent the gym and every time I go I have to have my catch up session with him. I have to see how him and Gladice (his wife) are doing, if he’s been busy with clients etc etc and he does the same with me. How’s work, school, anything new with the boys? Blah blah blah. At the end of every conversation I ask him what I should work out for the day and last Thursday our conversation went a little something like this.

me: “ Ivan, I feel like going home, I don’t wanna work out.

Ivan: “Sid, you’re here already, you’re gonna work out.”

me: “Ivan”

Ivan: “Sid.”

me: “Uh, fine. What should I do today?”

Ivan: “You should do abs.”

me: “Ivan, what are you trying to say?”

Ivan: “ Sid, do I need to say anything?”

me: “Wow, that was a hint. (start to stick out my tummy even more) FINE.”

He smiles at me and walks away. I go and head for the blue mats to meet my fate of yucky sit-ups and other things to torture my body.

An attempted update

2006-10-19T16:50:00.000-07:00

It’s been a while since I written. Sorry to my so called “fan(s)” out there. (you know who you are and this blog is for you) I’ve been consumed by other areas in my life and put my writing on the back burner.

These past weeks have been filled with school, work and little exercise. This last thing I speak of saddens me. The lack of exercise depresses me. This lacking I speak of is partially due to my new schedule and did I mention my lack of motivation to exercise on my days off from school. In hindsight, it’s my own fault that I’ve been feeling this way. But honestly I can’t help it. This slipping away of Daylight savings is not helping. The night comes a lot sooner than it use to, and on some nights when I leave work, the sun has already done it’s job for the day and has gone home. I’ll get back on the exercise track, I have to, anyway moving on.

The weeks have been hectic since school started. There are not enough hours in the day. I especially feel this way at work on the days I have school. I figure it’s only another year or so of this and I’ll have another degree tucked under my belt so in the end it’ll be worth it. (I have to tell myself this or else I might quit the program.)

Other things that might be of interest...

- I rode my first 70 mile bike ride the first weekend in October. That was very “interesting” to say the least. Translation-I was very unprepared and my poor ass took a beating. Long story short, I had welts from the seat and it hurt really bad. It’s totally embarrassing but kinda funny at the same time so I don’t mind telling.

- I caught some nasty bug last Saturday but I think I’m almost better now. But my back has been bothering my a bit since the ride and it’s not getting better. I might have to get that checked out if it doesn’t go away soon.

- I went to a concert Sunday night at the Fonda. I had dinner at an Indian restaurant before the show. The food and company was really great. Oh,the show was good too. You’ll hear no complaints here.

Sadly, I think that’s it. I’m sorry I don’t have more of an exciting update. Not much has happened in the past few weeks. Although, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about friendships/relationships and how strange it is how things can change in a blink of an eye. But I won’t get started on that. I’ll have to gather my thoughts a little more before I start babbling about it.
TTFN and I’ll write soon. Promise.

I've missed you.

2006-09-29T16:48:00.000-07:00

I had to send my computer to the doctor and unfortunately he had to stay for an observation and a minor surgery. I dropped him off on Wednesday and I didn’t know when he would be ready to be picked up.

I didn’t have him for two whole days. I don’t know what I would have done if I had to go the weekend without him. I‘m glad that he’s back. Now I have to work on homework. Oh, school work...bleh.

Dear Aunt Jia

2006-09-28T21:47:00.000-07:00

You’ve been on my mind a lot lately, especially this past week. I’m sorry that I haven’t been out to visit you. I heard that you had another chemo session. How’s that going? How many more sessions of chemo are you going to have? Did they tell you anything on that? Since you started the therapy, you seemed to have more energy, relatively speaking and all. You seemed really good last time I saw you at grandpa’s.

I was talking to mom the other night and she told me that when she talked to you last, you told her you’ve accepted death and that you were ready. When I heard that I broke down in tears because deep down I know that is what the outcome is going to be.

They’re a few things I wanted to tell you. First is that I love you and no matter what happens you’ll always be in my heart and I know your love will be there because you have always shown me love. Thank you for being a good role model and I hope that one day I can be a selfless and caring woman like you. I love you.

Love your favorite niece,
Xiao Ching

Wednesdays 4-7

2006-09-27T20:45:00.000-07:00

I think you can officially say that I’m scared out of my mind of my Wednesday night advanced autocad class. My professor seems pretty cool, works for a very reputable company and has done many projects on buildings that most people have heard of. He’s currently working on Donald Trump’s new project in the Palisades. With that said, it’s obvious he has the experience and what it takes to succeed in this industry. He also has a very cool accent which cuts a little bit of the edge off but in the end he’s still a very intimidating man.

After spending 12 weeks learning the basics of autocad, I feel as if I didn’t learn enough. I feel as if that money spent was a complete waste along with my time and effort put into the class.

Now, I’m debating whether to stay in the class or not. I know I should suck it up and just do it. But a little part of me wants out just one week into the class. I say this now but I’ll probably end up staying in the class and the rest of you will have to suffer with me. Sometime I think I should have just stayed in the business world.

First day of school

2006-09-27T11:13:00.000-07:00

For someone that’s very forgetful about pills and taking them, I somehow got tricked into taking vitamins by my friend. When an effort is made by another human being with caring thoughts put forth in the purchase, it make it a little more difficult to say no. Well at first I said no but then I was told that his feelings were going to be hurt so I really had no choice in the matter but to take them.

Somewhere in that brain of mine, under the stubborn section, I know I should be taking them. I won’t ever admit it but I know I should.

I haven’t been feeling the healthiest lately. I don’t know if I have a cold bug or if I just haven’t been getting the proper nutrition, sleep, oh the list can go on. So I made a deal.

The deal is fifty days. Fifty days to see if I feel the vitamins are making any kind of a difference. I will re-evaluate and make my final decision. Until then wish me luck on remembering to take them.

Wednesdays 4-7

2006-09-27T01:32:00.000-07:00

First day of school

2006-09-26T11:13:00.000-07:00

I started classes yesterday and I’m sad to say that I haven’t missed it at all. I did miss being in a classroom but what I didn’t miss is sitting on the 405 freeway in traffic trying to avoid crazy drivers on the road. I didn’t miss trying to find parking or paying for it. And most of all, I did miss the long nights of homework or getting home at 11:00 p.m. Basically I’m not happy about going back to my old schedule, one that is not as free as I would like it and for me to do as I please. I will now have to adhere to a schedule, and we all know that schedules and I just don’t get along.

Although I can’t really complain considering I’ve been slacking this past year. I took of the summer off and I think I only took a total of 4 classes which isn’t much.

My Monday night class is about basic color theory. I’m sure after 12 consecutive week totaling 36 hours, this class will help me immensely. Not only with laying out rooms and coordinating colors swatches etc but also just being able to have discussion on color and basically not have anyone argue with me about it. I’ll be able to say no that’s an aquamarine or no that’s turquoise with confidence. I will be an educated individual on color and will be able to define chroma, tell the difference between tint and tones and know the color wheel by heart. I’m so excited!

Tomorrow I will venture to my advanced autocad class. I’m this class will not be as therapeutic as my color theory but I’m sure it’ll have it’s perks. I believe I’ll be making floor plans from scratch, which I better put my creativity hat on. 12 weeks and then winter break will arrive, and the scary thing is I know it’ll be here in a heartbeat.

Fifty days

2006-09-25T10:45:00.000-07:00

I'm getting too old for this

2006-09-24T13:27:00.000-07:00

Somehow this weekend was spent drinking, eating and dancing till wee hours of the morning when I’m usually home watching re-runs of Sex and the City and Friends. I’ve come to a realization that me at the age of 26 is not the same as I was in my early twenties. I don’t have the same energy as I used to. It’s not as if I didn’t have fun but, can’t we still have fun and get home at a decent hour?

Both Friday and Saturday nights were spent out during prime sleeping hours. When most of the population were getting into a good REM cycle and having wonderful dreams, I was out drinking a peanut butter banana milkshake at Swingers on Friday and eating cheap hamburgers and curly fries on Saturday.

With that said no more staying out like I did in college. I’m getting too old for these kinds of nights. My body can’t handle it anymore. After all I’m am 26 going on 50.

Fall is in the air

2006-09-14T10:30:00.000-07:00

I woke up this morning with my comforter over me. I felt a cool breeze flowing through my room and the sun wasn’t out to greet me as it has these past few months.
I guess Fall is officially here which makes me kinda sad because this means less daylight which will make the day seem shorter. Oh and one last thing, my summer vacation is over.

I did something bad

2006-09-11T01:19:00.000-07:00

I picked my scab on my knee today. It’s been over a week and this thing still hasn’t healed. Now that I picked at it, I’m more than sure it’s gonna scar. I’ve got scolded for what I did and I’m kinda regretting that I did it.

I’ve been instructed not to touch it from this point forward and that’s what I’m gonna do. I hope this thing heals soon.

My new ride

2006-09-03T01:17:00.000-07:00

I got a new road bike today. With this purchase, I better be riding for a while. It’s a much more serious bike than the previous one I owned. Meaning it’s harder to ride. I already fell and scraped my knee. Anyway, I’m excited and I hope to put many miles on this bike.

I have a ride coming up in October. I’m planning on riding the 55 miler. I’ll let you know how that goes.

Don't drink and run

2006-09-02T01:13:00.001-07:00

I went to Pat’s Cocktails last night to see my friend’s band play.

As some of you may know I’m now considered a lightweight when it comes to drinking. I had a 22 ounce bottle of Fat Tire and a Bud Light. By the middle of the second beer I was a little intoxicated. I haven’t done that in a while, anyway.
On the way back to Melyssa’s car we decided to cross the street not using a sidewalk. As we were in mid cross a group of guys drove by and started wooing at us. So I wooed back as we were running across the street hoping we wouldn’t get hit.

I continued to run, when I reached the sidewalk I ran into a electrical box. I then paused and I hear Melyssa’s laughter in the background. All I felt was a shooting stinging sensation on my elbow.

I’d just like to let you all know I have a pretty good size bruise on my elbow.
Moral of the story is don’t drink and run especially when you’re a total klutz like me.

Holiday weekends

2006-09-01T00:45:00.001-07:00

I took the day off work today...let my 4 day weekend officially begin. I’ve already begin to see the lovely holiday traffic. I definitely don’t enjoy that part about long weekends. Everyone and their mother’s go out of town and clog up the freeways. Why can’t people just stay home and relax?

As for me I don’t have anything excited planned. Ok, I lied. I do have one very exciting thing happening this weekend. I’m purchasing a new bike. Exciting for me but probably not to anyone else. I’ll let you know how it goes. If you have plans out of town drive safely. Oh and most important don’t drink and drive. I’m super serious about that one. If you get really drunk, call me and I’ll pick your intoxicated ass up.

Simply stated

2006-08-30T23:57:00.000-07:00

Today was one of those days that I wanted to hurt someone. Too much to do and too little time. That’s all I’m gonna say. I don’t want to be negative.

Ventura to Camarillo

2006-08-26T23:41:00.000-07:00

I decided that I was going to go for a 45 mile bike ride with the Channel Island Bike club last night. I woke up a half hour late this morning and contemplated my drive out to Ventura. I pondered for about a minute and decided to drag myself out of bed and hope there were some stragglers behind like myself.

The ride started at 8 a.m. and I arrived at 8:15. No riders in sight, there was nothing left but cars. I sat in the car and the lazy side of me tried to convince me to go home but I resisted.

I got of out my car and started to gear up and headed out with map in hand for my first long ride alone. No one there to encourage me and tell me that I could do it but me.

I started out in Ventura and approximately one hour later after riding through Somis and Saticoy I ended up in Camarillo at Noah’s Bagel asking the kind woman behind the counter for an egg bagel with peanut butter.

As I was riding I was thinking about how much better my ride would have been if I would have brought my ipod. At the same time I was thinking how I should have brought the ipod a little voice of Patrick is lingering in the back of my head telling me that it’s safer for me not to have it. He thinks I need to pay attention to the road and it’s unsafe for me to be listening to my music on a non bike path. So I guess I was glad I didn’t bring it after all. Knowing me I would be in the middle of changing songs and a huge truck would zoom by me and I would fall and hurt myself.

Sitting in front of the Starbucks and eating my bagel I realized that I rode 19 miles into Camarillo. In order to get back to my car in Ventura I would need to ride another 22 miles back. I started to freak out a little. I was a little tired from riding my hybrid and the other cyclists sitting at Starbucks told me the good news that I would be riding back against the wind.

So with that in mind I started my ride back. 1 1/2 painful hours later I made it back to Ventura. I’ve decided I’m getting a road bike. I’m starting my research.

It comes in three...

2006-08-25T11:16:00.000-07:00

Things around the Tung homestead hasn’t been the smoothest lately. They say when it rains it pours... and lately it’s been raining cats and dogs.

First it was with my sister’s marriage. She’s been having some problems lately. Then it was her dog. Her 3 pound Yorkie got hit by a car while she was in New York visiting friends. As if she doesn’t have enough to deal with right now with her marriage on the rocks. then her baby gets hit by a car under her roommate’s watch..actually I’m just gonna say it. She’s getting divorced. 25 and getting a divorce, but according to her, it’s a good thing so I will support her decision and be a good sister.

Here comes the last thing..we found out a few weeks ago that my Aunt Jia has about a year or two left to live. It was about a year ago we found out she had stomach cancer. She went through chemo and was in remission for a while but I guess it’s back. She hasn’t been able to eat and she’s lost a lot of weight.

The horrible thing is that I really don’t know what’s going on. My family still treats me as if I was a kid and I wouldn’t understand. I also think that my aunt is trying to protect the family from getting hurt. I mean my grandparent’s still don’t know the whole truth. I honestly think she’s not telling us all the info about her sickness which kills me because she’s being so brave while she’s the one who’s sick. We’re supposed to be there for her and try to comfort her and here she is trying so hard to protect the family.

My older aunt is flying in from Hong Kong the first week of September to visit my younger aunt. I don’t want to be a pessimist or anything but I honestly think this can only lead to bad things. I know everyone wants to spend as much time with my aunt especially if the doctor’s say she has a year or two left. One year versus two is kind of a big difference.

I’ve never experienced a death before so close in the family. My parent’s have always found a way to protect us kids somehow. Even now at 26 they still hide things from us that they think will hurt us. I find it really annoying at times. It might not be the right way but it’s the Asian way.

I’ve been kinda depressed lately about the whole situation. I’ve been holding most of my feelings in and I don’t feel I can really talk to anyone about what’s been going on with my aunt. Plus I get too emotional when I think about the whole situation and the tears start to flow like crazy. And to think I used to have a tough side back in the day if anyone can believe that. Ok I’m gonna leave it at that. If any of you know my aunt please send positive thoughts her way.

Happy Anniversary to me.

2006-08-24T16:41:00.000-07:00

I just realized that yesterday makes two years at my current job. Yay for me.

Cindy loses another bet.

2006-08-23T20:00:00.000-07:00

I lost the bet to Patrick. I’m a little bitter but oh well. Thank goodness I can lose graciously.

When I told Ivan that I wasn’t going he started blackmailing me and telling me that I wasn’t going to receive the gift he brought back for me from his vacation to Mexico. Apparently he bought me a bag that has yet to be seen. So he said if I didn’t go he wouldn’t give it to me at all. So what’s a girl to do but to give into the evil of my trainer. (he’s really not evil, he just makes me work hard and sometimes I just don’t want to.)

Damn him, somehow I always get suckered into going to his classes. I usually don’t want to go but in the end I’m thankful because you feel so much better after you go. An hour and forty minutes of torture can really be good for you every once in a while.

Class wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be. I’ve been to worse so that puts a smile on my face. I think I’m going to reward myself with some Haagen Daaz Carmel Cone ice cream. If you haven’t tried it, stop what you’re doing and go to the store immediately. It’s heavenly.

Bootcamp

2006-08-23T17:36:00.000-07:00

Ivan’s bootcamp= lots of sprinting, lounges, squats, push-ups, sit ups with little rest and unwanted pain.

Ivan’s bootcamp is tonight. I’m going to the gym but I don’t plan on going to his class. Instead when I see Ivan I’m going to tell him that I will be doing my own full body workout and hopefully he’ll accept my answer.

Apart of me didn’t want to go because my usual partner wasn’t planning on attending. I knew my brother wasn’t going to be there either and I didn’t want to be partners with some stranger. Basically I really didn’t want to go. So, my mind was already made up that I would just enjoy my own workout.

I made a bet with Patrick that Ivan will accept my answer and obviously he didn’t agree with me. We’ll see what happens.

Cool Breeze

2006-08-19T00:12:00.000-07:00

My one year anniversary is coming up. That’s right, Sirri and I have been in a beautiful relationship thus far. Sirri’s my bike for those who haven’t met him. I named him after his model name. I know I’m not that creative but at least I have a name.

I haven’t taken him out as much as I should but I’ve been
doing better after I installed my cyclo-computer a few weeks ago. It’s very strange how all of a sudden I’m motivated to ride more since that little gizmo starts blinking out numbers as I ride. I rode my first 30 mile ride last Monday and I was pretty proud of myself.

Today I participated in my first organized cycling event. 1500 riders got to choose their route of 38, 60, 100 or 126 miles. Me being the novice to this sport chose the 38. I didn’t want to humiliate myself completely the first ride by not completing it.

I rode with my buddies Heidi and Seth, we all kept good pace with each other. We also held each other’s hands while riding on the 101 freeway for the first time. Well mainly Heidi and I. I don’t think Seth wanted to partake in any hand holding. Never in a hundred years did I picture myself being one of those crazy people riding their bike on the side of the freeway. ( that’s what I use to think of those cyclists, by the way) And here I was on a lovely Saturday morning pedaling my little heart out so I wouldn’t get hit by any cars.

The ride was very enjoyable with beautiful ocean views and lovely breezes and I definitely plan on participating next year. I’m hoping to do the century next time around. It gives me a year to train. In the meantime I plan on riding a few other events to get some more miles on my bike.

Life's lessons

2006-03-15T01:42:00.000-08:00

What happen to the days when guys let the girls win? It's physically impossible for most girls to truly beat a guy especially when guys are stronger. Are those days just non-existent now?
Tonight was another one of Ivan's infamous bootcamps. My usual partner was there and while we were stretching I decided to pinch him. (don't ask me why but I did.) It basically started with the thought in my mind that I would be able to beat him just this once.
It's so annoying. He always wins! Whenever we have some kind of debate he's usually right. If we get into some lame pinching war he always wins so, today I was determined to beat his ass! Anyway, there we were stretching when I snuck a pinch attack. Not to my surprise his quick hands attacked right back. I felt 2 sharp painful pinches, the first on my left arm then quickly he moved on to the right.
Now, as some of you may know I bruise like a peach. I'm not exaggerating when I say that either. Sometimes you can just think about pinching me and I bruise it's absolutely insane how fast I bruise. With that said, 30 seconds after he pinched me with his claws I saw my poor arm beginning to form a purple spot with welts. I couldn't believe my eyes. At first I was focusing on the pain when seconds later I was focusing on the fact that this thing was already purple. I swear he got nerve or something. Then I had to endure bootcamp with this throbbing arm.
In between different exercises I would look at my arm to see how the bruise was progressing he would then look at it too and I could tell that he felt bad and didn't mean to pinch that hard.
It's not a big deal, I'm sure the bruises will go away in a week or so only for me to get another one.
You think I learned my lesson by now but I'm determined to have one victory. Just one!

This one stung when it happened.

Dumplings

2006-02-25T02:06:00.000-08:00

I made dumplings with my parental unit tonight. He was trying to show me how to make them so someday I can make them for my family.
He started to make fun of me because of my lack of culinary skills.
I was trying to help him roll the dough. I guess I wasn't doing it fast enough.

Dad: "Move over, let me do it. You're too slow. (pushes me aside proceeds to show me how it's done)

me: "I'm sorry Dad if I'm not as talented as you."

Dad: "What the heck did you learn in college, anything?"

According to my dad I didn't learn anything in school because I don't know how to make dumplings. I guess in his generation if a woman can't cook, what's the point? I have some skills to brush up on.

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I'm on a roll

2006-02-25T00:14:00.000-08:00

Thanks to president's day I only had class 1 day this week which gave me more time to exercise. I've been to the gym 4 times this week.
Monday: Rode my bike to the gym an easy 7 miles...no biggie.
Then a hour with my trainer the Ivanator. He actually took it pretty easy on me. I lucked out this time.
Tuesday: I made it to the gym. I ran 2.5 miles after that my stomach made me go home.
Wednesday: 45 minutes of weights and a 5K on the treadmill.
Thursday: Class
Friday: 5K run on the treadmill, yea for me!
Let's see if I can keep it up, now only if I can get my sweet tooth under control.