I finally got some sweat going.  I think.


This week has been stressful because of work.  And I end up really beat when I get home.  I snap on any DVD and bum around until I find the zzz's.


I've also been having breakfast and dinner at home, since I went to the grocery earlier this week.  Bought lots of canned tuna, for my tuna mustard sandwich and lots of veggies and some fish for my new steamer.


I planned on having steamed food for the whole week.


Well.


It was Tuesday night I think, and I chopped some onion leaks, some ginger, and mixed it with ground pepper.  I then smothered the tanguige with it, drizzled some sesame oil, put it inside aluminum foil and stuffed it inside my bamboo steamer.


20mins.  Not ready.


22mins.  Still not ready.


23mins.  I forgot to use a potholder.  Fuck.


Now not only my tummy feels sore.


35 minutes.  Finally.  Some food. 


Forgot to cook rice though.  So there.  Only steamed fish for Tuesday dinner.  Wow.  


That I think was the last day of my so-called steamed food diet.


For the rest of the week, I fried.


With canola, with vegetable oil, with olive oil, with regular oil, with butter.


I fried. Wow.  5 mins tops, I ate.


...


So my joints were feeling kinda queasy, and some of my teammates here in Palawan were saying they think I put on some weight again.


Fuckers.  I couldn't jog because it hurt my knee.


Swimming.


Yes swimming.  Thursday night I changed into my board shorts and went to the olympic size (or so I think) pool that we have in the sports complex.  I was approached by Coach Abel.


"Do you have a permit?"


"uhhm no.  Pero sabi ng doctor ko kailangan ko na mag exercise, and hindi ako pwede mag jog"


"Ganun?"


"uhhm yessir, kasi sumasakit ang tuhod ko."


"Ahh.  May trunks ka?  Bawal ang puruntong."


"sir board shorts to e."


"aah.  kahit swimming shorts nalang.."


"..."


"teka, sige na nga, bukas bili ka nalang ng trunks."


"..."


....


So I went to shower, and dove into the pool.  The water was surprisingly warm.  Considering it was 7pm in the evening, and this wasn't even an indoor pool.


"Shit, don't tell me there's too much piss here."


I closed my mouth.


30mins.


...


The next day, I felt better.  I felt a little soreness in my deltoids and chest, (naks) so I said I'd do it again.


I rushed to the sports shop and looked for cycling shorts.  


They had white, see-through white, and red.


Better I end up like spiderman than some pornstar.


45mins of swimming.


Til next week, spiderfans.