Gym Hype

Do you know why I go to the gym?

At first, it was because I was too bored.

Later, it becomes a habit.

Slowly, I increased my gym days from one...to two...to three days a week.

Why?

1) It is additive. Makes me feel good. "I go to the gym, therefore I am fit and I have a tone body and all the guys will like me." ;)

2) To get rid of dimpled fats. To my father..."Why! Why do I have such lousy genes?"

3) To maintain weight and to stop putting on POUNDS! >> In the rest of the world, its KG. In beautiful America, its pounds. When I step on the weighing machine, "Oh! Just one pound." Starts thinking..."Not too bad, still can eat..."

4) To lose weight. >> Shit lah. This is the hardest. Lose one pound...only 0.45kg!


Guess what.

Its wednesday today. And what do I do? 10a.m. The GYM! According to the treadmill, I used up 100 calories. "This is great!" Starts doing sits-ups and leg press. Loses another unofficial 100 calories.

9p.m. rolls around and I am working night shift. Suddenly, I have an insatiable hunger for food. FOOD! FOOOOD!!! Starts dreaming and goes to the vending machine. Sees a cinnamon bun with a label saying "Voted Best" or something the like. Decides to try it. Sssshhhiittt!!! 450 calories! Plus, there's the whole deal with the sat fat and trans fat. I feel a little mad at myself for being such a sucker for sweet things. Seriously. The whole America is built on suger. Everything is sickening sweet. Cant help but eat the bun anyway. After all, mother always say, "In China, there is NOTHING to eat."

40 mins later. Friend offers chocolate. Cant help it again. Yum. Yum.

20 mins later. Another friend offers me chocolate cookie. Munch. Munch.

In the end, I wonder WHY do I even bother... to go to the gym.

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pls: I hate cold sores and I hate pimples.
pls2: *Pump my fist up in the air and sings like a pirate* Tomorrow, to the gym!


Im pathetic.