Day 10: Amnesia

Day 10: 74.05kg

I am a genius. My colour-coding is, that is.

Ok so you know how I'm actually writing my blog a day out so I don't exclude any midnight snacks/I weigh myself in the morning? My memory is totally failing me at this point, I can't actually remember whether I had lunch or not. I am pretty sure this is how yesterday went:

The day started off late (as usual), with the 20 prescribed press-ups, and the beginning of hell: bloody plank press-ups. It was horrendous. If you are new to this blog, click here (heheh I always wanted to do that) and look up Day 3. It's torture I tell you! I got through at least 20 seconds on each side, but that was about it. How're you doing J?

What was I saying?? I was just bombarded with like 10 texts. Gosh I'm popular. And no, they're not from my mum, she's in Korea. Not back in the homeland either, I'm Taiwanese :P

Um... non-sequitur-ness aside, oh yes, breakfast. It consisted of the usual MUESLI! I think this muesli deserves a theme song, maybe to the Team America tune? Since breakfast was so late, I'm pretty sure I didn't have lunch. I had a coaching at 1:30... OH THATS RIGHT!!! Haha so I hope that they don't read this, but I had a coaching that I thought was at 1:30pm, but it was actually at 12:30pm! I realised at 12:20, so I ran to catch a bus, making it to SoM at 12:38, whew! I did have to tell *#$^ that my bus had broken down.. hhehehe. Please don't read this, *#$^.

So I got home, it was supposed to be a run day, but Andy's and my timetables clashed, so we had to call it off till the next day, not that I was particularly saddened by this, I was not looking forward to failing that 2nd 3-minute run again!

Dinner was cuisinated (<-- yes, bitches, I just did.) by our resident roast and meats man, Nick. I call him that (well I don't, but I ought to start now) because he is actually the man at roasts. He would outroast you anyday, Josh. We need to have a roast off. Lamb Chops, with mash potato by Becs, and steamed carrots. Yum! I do hope that I work off that lamb fat tomorrow tho!

Finished the night off with some delicious Chinese tea and some Harry Potter. Good combo! Oh, and just so you can be really impressed, I actually crawled out of the warmth of my bed to do my exercises. Like me, world!

I'm proud of you Josh! Keep up the good work :)

xoxo Jeffrey

Pain in the EVERYWHERE

Jeff, no lies, I'm beginning to regret all this exercise (good colour code, by the way! You're totally right in saying you have no life :D). I didn't realise holding up an entire body could make you so... so farking achey! None the less, I've been doing press ups and holds - I'm tossing between calling it this or calling it plank... the running is what gets me the most, because, you see, I, in all actuality, am a lazy, flat-footed retard when it comes to jogging/exercise/getting off the couch. Or out of bed.

Sigh.

My dieting has been pretty easy over:

Day 8 - This is really really bad, but I didn't have time to eat any food until the late afternoon, when my friend Sakura-Chan gave me a delicious lettuce, ham, and tomato on rye sandwich from Mojo. Mojo calls them Super Yumness Snacks. Not really, but they should.

Then Andy and I ventured to New World to prepare for our roast dinner! Chicken, Pumpkin, Potato, onion, garlic cloves, olives, and BEETROOT!

Totally roasted that sh*t, and it was goooood. Balsamic vinegar drizzled over the top; let me tell ya, darl, it was Rippa.

Day 9 - The press-ups were so hard! I couldn't even manage the last 3/15 without a bit of a rest... But I didn't stop doing them! Take that, life. Then went running *wipes solemn tear out of eye.

I was intending to have some leftover roasted veges for breakfast, but turns out we ate them all, so instead I headed to Mojo for another sandwich, toasted this time! I love having friends who work in cafes! Lunch was a really delicious beef curry that my flatmate Renee made. I kidd you not (LOL!), it was the best tasting beef curry I've ever eaten. I asked how she did it, and this was her answer: "It came from a packet".

So after my dreams and hopes of a healthy home made curry were crushed by artificial flavours, I sulked for a wee bit, got over it, and went for a walk along the waterfront, soaking in the rare Wellington sun rays. Magic, dears.

Dinner was made at Louisa's house by James, and it was fantastic in so many ways. One, I just happen to LOVE spinach and feta cannelloni. Two, haven't seen those cats for AGES, so it was great to catch up. Three, we had many bottles of Merlot to drink - It's okay because it's red! And four, there was some cheesecake and icecream (in small portions!) for dessert. Of course, I had to stay the night because I'm a useless drunk and would've died walking home. Or I'd have woken in a ditch.

Aaaanyway...

I'm now sick of hold, sick of being sore, but confident I'll feel all the better for doing something, even if it has turned out to be a torturous escapade.

Keep it up, Jeff, and if people want to add, then do, do! Haha. I love poo humour.

Josh xxx

P.s, check how many green words I've got! Très good of me :p

Day 9: Starting to get tired...

Day 9: 74.1kg

Man those press-ups are achy! I'm not as fit as I thought... It was 15 today, and the hold didn't last for that long either. But at least I did them!

Breakfast was had at lunchtime, I was meeting up in town with a friend for lunch, but I was hoping for a carb-free meal, so I got some muesli in my system. No harm in that!

I did ease up on the walking however, made my way into town on the bus. Washed some great sushi down with miso soup, not altogether a bad meal, but lots of carbs in the system! I grabbed a juice on the way up to University- and boy- it was up! The hill was massive, my thighs thanked me later by being really epically sore. Cheers, guys.

I was going to have a dinner-free night, voice class finishes and choir starts within half an hour, and being choir admin, it all gets a little hectic. But alas, that plan failed. (Now before I begin this story, I have to say I cannot blame my flatmates anymore! But I do, I do blame you.) After choir, we were all very deprived of food, and made a stop at Burgerfuel. OH SO GOOD!! I had a Tofu burger. It was absolutely delicious, and upside: wheat buns! I will be going back soon. I want to also make it know I had ONE chip. That's right, world: ONE!! You should be proud.

The night concluded with 15 more pressups, a hold that lasted like 30 seconds... I just cannot keep this shit up! No run either. The high is sure wearing off... I need a shot of Red Bull or Morphine or something...

xoxo Jeffrey

Day 8: No pain, no gain

Day 8: 74.1kg

What? WHAT? I can't believe I gained a whole 0.15kg in the space of a day. Actually I don't mind, it's probably muscle. Though I am still looking a bit flabby in the mirror...

Just to let you all know, I've been hearing from a lot of people that they read the blog :) Join! It makes us feel better about ourselves, people DO care! Or maybe they just find us amusing, Josh. Nonetheless!

So as promised I have started on the exercise regime posted way back in yesteryear. <-- this is a link, by the way, you know, just fyi. And it is so hard! I'm one of those people that has no will power, I give up all too easy, just listen to my piano playing, you'll understand (btw, I suck at the piano, so it testifies to the willpowerlessness). Wow I digress. Anyway, the push-ups were ok, there were only 10 to do today. But that 'hold'! I only managed like a minute before calling it quits. I actually have it on good authority its called a plank, too. Po-tay-to, po-tah-to.

For breakfast, I had a bowl of muesli along with a little yoghurt. This has become a delicious regular fixture. My friend Andrew had actually crashed at ours the night before, but since we had run two days in a row already, we felt we definitely deserved a break, no run today. My legs were furiously sore though: we need to stretch more, Andy.

Lunch was a myriad of vegetables stir-fried along with some chicken. I had run out of time to cook pasta or rice, so it was carb free too! Muy bien!

As per the requirements of the exercise plan, I walked to and from University. Had a 10 minute stop at home before a rehearsal/recording, so had a very quick scrambled eggs on toast moment. I wasn't about to eat dinner after rehearsal at like 10pm! And as I predicted, our posse ended up at the local Burger stand, the White Lady (classy, eh?) after the recording. I was very tempted, but in the end decided against a, possibly very scrumptious burger. I hi-fived myself. Mentally.

10 more press-ups when I got home, along with that stupid hold thing. I will try harder tomorrow, hopefully I won't be convulsing like a Shake n' Dog when I attempt it.

xoxo Jeffrey

PS Josh, It's acutally a code! Green = good, Orange = ok, Red = bad. Purple = exercise. I actually don't have a life.

Weekend Dramas!

Alright, so I haven't been on here for a while now, but that's all explainable! You see, I STILL don't have internet at my house, which results in weekend forced weekend visits to uni. As you can tell, I refused.

So I rest my case.

I think I've been rather good with my eating, though!

Day 5: Friday night was going to be big - Jess' flatwarming was a great time! Before heading over to that cool cats, I had a light meal of lean mince, shaped into a patty, then grilled on the George Foreman, and then placed inside two toasted wholemeal slices and topped with sprouts and olives. Ignore the fact that I had a little bit of mayonaise - it's the Edmond's egg recipe!

It was all going so well!!!

And then my gals, Rick and Andy called me... So of course I went to the pub and had two huge, cheap, carb infested beers. Tasted nice! And I excuse it with the red wine that I had at the party.

NO hot chips on my return home. Applause is unnecessary x

Day 6: Feeling a wee bit woeful after a big night, but mainly because I'd dirtied my clothes scaling my apartment building to get into my room through the calcony door. Fran had the keys!

So it was decided that a good breakfast was needed! The leftover mince was thrown with onions, garlic, potatoes, and herbs etc, then left to become a delicious orgasm in a pot. We ate the meal over wholemeal toast. Goooood shit!

Lunch was late; in fact, it didn't even eventuate, so we had an early dinner! Of the same mince, none the less... So Saturday was a fail of variety, but it was still healthy!

Day 7: Not yet ashamed to say that I had more mince for breakfast the next day... except I'd run out of bread. Flour, water, salt, and heat. Tasted good, and because I made it, I knew I wasn't getting any surprise in nutrition!

Lunch was the best! The gals and I put our schrapnel together (about $5), and went to the weekly vege market - which just happens to be 50 metres from my room. We managed to procure a pumpkin, leeks, fresh garlic, potatoes, onion, and kumara.

I don't lie when I say it was the best soup ever created. It was incredible. Formidable, you could say. Totally edible, that's for sure.

Okay I'll stop with that now.

So all in all, it was a pretty goooood weekend. With controlled amounts of booze, good foods, and great times.

Today's ventures will come tomorrow, but I might just slip in that we're planning a roast tonight. All types of jealousy accepted.

Josh xxx

P.s, Jeff, I don't know HOW you manage to be bothered to do the whole coloured text thing!

Weekend 1: Eat your heart out

Ok so basically I'm knackered, and I can't be bothered typing (much). I ate out at every meal, so it was such a fail on both the save money front and the diet front. I did try to eat healthy though- oh, you be the judge.

Day 6: 74.05kg

I've totally become really used to this waking up late thing, I can't be like this: Breakfast is good for you! My friend from England Jilly was going home after like 7 months in New Zealand, so our whole flat went to yum char. A bit - ok, a lot- of fried food, with some dumplings thrown in. Not entirely a good meal. I did wash it down with like a gallon of tea though.

My friend Andrew came over to run at around 7-ish, we were caught in the rain last time we went running, so I had to dry all my gear, so we didn't really make it out the door till it was quite dark. It was a good run though. Same routine as Day 4. We made a pact to run a lot more, so we'll see how that goes!

For dinner, we started off being really optimistic and keen for some Caesar salad, ingredients to be bought from the Supermarket. But since we only got home around 8:45, by the time we got home and cooked it all, it would have been a very very late dinner, and not so healthy. Actually that was an excuse- I just couldn't be hacked cooking. So we went in search of healthy options at the Chinese food court: CLOSED! Oh well... we tried! So a hop and a skip to Nando's - Chicken leg and corn on the cob. Generally really healthy- I did eat the skin though. Oops!

And then came the cravings. We DID end up going to the supermarket. But instead of salad and dressing --> blueberry danish and mango sorbet... heheh. Helping number two was definitely not needed, but absolutely worth it.

Day 7: 73.95kg

The sleep was minimal. I went to bed at the same God awful hour, but since I had to get up for church, it meant the count was something like 3-4 hours. I'm getting into this show Pretty Little Liars, hmm bad Jeffrey, bad. You do not need another TV show to be fixated on. Oh, well, until Grey's, Gossip Girl and Cougar Town return... what was I saying? Oh yeah. Food blog.

Had a bowl of muesli for brekkie, and at morning tea had a cup of tea and a tiny muesli slice. Be proud, people. There was a table spread fit for, like, really wealthy important people. Oh I'm tired, forgive me for bad metaphors.. is that even a metaphor?

Andrew and I had organised for a run again today, so we decided to start week 3 of the scheme:

5 minute warm up walk

[90 second run

90 second walk

3 minute run

3 minute walk ] x2

5 minute warm down walk

I bailed on the last 3 minute run, 30 seconds out from the finish line! But the sun was blaring down, I felt like throwing up! Tomorrow is a new day, kids.

So for lunch we went to the mall, I got a healthy smoothie juice thing and a chicken teriyaki bento bowl. White rice = boo, but it was better that a lot of the other things on offer.

I did have a naughty snack for afternoon tea: long black and carrot cake. But by golly it was good. I'm allowing myself this luxury cos it was brown and had carrots in it. It looked healthy.

Dinner was a farewell dinner for Jilly (see above) at a Curry house. I was a good boy though! Had tandoori chicken and some roti (wholemeal flour naan). No rice, no curry! And to pat myself on the back we went home and got frozen yoghurt and tidied up that mango sorbet, while listening to ourselves on the radio. New Zealand Youth Choir, repping hard!

Tomorrow marks the start of the dreaded exercise routine. I was supposed to tidy my room up so that I can have space to - as Josh puts it - 'hold'. Goodbye flab and hello painful existence!

xoxo Jeffrey

Day 5: Damn you, Plum Pudding

Day 5: 74.25 <-- I've decided to weigh myself in the mornings now, its so much more satisfying to see yourself at your lowest possible weight, when you're most dehydrated. Water weighs a lot boys and girls!

Day 5 started off great, slept in because of the party night before of course, and, feeling quite remorseful for the wrong-doings of the past 12 hours, wanted to get back on the band wagon.

I had the fried rice that I had made a couple of days ago, really filling, and really healthy. Homemade food is great, you know exactly what's in every bite! I'd actually had a whole day in, just sorting out Uni stuff, hanging on the couch mostly (and by mostly I mean entirely), so a healthy meal was very much needed.

It wasn't until my flatmates got home (and yes, I do tend to blame most things on my flatmates) with a block of delicious Whittaker's 72% Ghana Peppermint and dinner that I broke out of the good regime and dove head first into ecstasy. That shit is gooood! Its not even that bad. Becs tells me it had half the carbs that most chocolate has, and her word is pretty golden, she's a primary school teacher.

For dinner we had roast chicken, frozen steamed veges (well, defrosted and heated veges), and potato roasters. They were probably going to be the worst part of my day, until Dessert King N.F. came round and made the most delicious Self Saucing Black Doris Plum Pudding. I didn't even have to have it, but YOU HAD TO HAVE IT. It was absolutely mouth watering. Shoved it back with some whipped cream, you know, just to make sure I was really piling it on.

Tomorrow / today will be better, I promise. We'll see.

xoxo Jeffrey