Entry 59: Fitness Fridays – Tapping into the Inner Sexy with Sexy Sports Bras

I bought this Victoria Secret sports bra a few months ago. It’s got these straps that go criss – cross across the chest and has this push-up technology that provides the boobs the right amount of pop and cleavage. From the third-person perspective, it feels like it would give the impression that there might be a whip hidden somewhere to go all dominatrix after sit-ups

Normally I buy basic workout clothes – dri-fit shirts/tanks, shorts, socks from Costco – but I bought this particular item for two reasons:

  1. It was on sale for $8 in one of those Victoria Secret sale bins
  2. I thought that maybe it would help me to tap into my inner sexy

I’ve had this thing for a few months, wearing it here and under tops that hid any inclination that there was anything sexy underneath. But a few weeks ago, I did something I had never done before: I took my shirt off while doing the stair master, revealing ….the slinky sports bra.

Blaring Rhianna’s Lemon through the headphones, doing the cardio step workout at a 75 steps per minute, and wearing tight shorts that were honestly giving me a vagina wedgie, it felt as if there was an added responsibility to make walking up those steps as damn good as I possibly could.

So am I saying it worked? Was I able find an inner sexy?

Ehhh.

Shortly after I was done with my 15 minutes of stepping, and after the Rhianna song was over, I became self-conscious of the fact that I was in very minimal clothing, and there could be people watching.

I put the shirt I had taken off minutes before, back on.

To be honest, I’m disappointed that I let the fear of what (I perceived) other people were thinking affect me in that way, but it just goes to show that beauty and confidence is completely mental. While things like make-up and skimpy gym lingerie can help, if you yourself don’t know your own value, what people say, or what you think people are thinking are always going to affect you.

That being said, I probably will not go out of my way to buy overly sexy/ complicated sports bras again, unless – it’s in the sale bin… because I like my deals. Or at least, thinking I got a deal.

I end this, with a fitness thought…

Two things that I have done this past year that I feel has helped me

1. Having an actual goal.

2. Understanding my body type

Having a goal gave me direction with how to work out, while understanding my body type let me train accordingly to achieve my goal.

As a general rule, if an exercise calls me to work out an area that I wanted to tone, I add weight, do 10-12 quality reps where I start to fail at the 10th rep, and rest 45 seconds to a minute rest between sets.

If an exercise calls me to work an area that I wanted to shed some pounds in, I make sure it was an aerobic toning exercise, lessening the weight, do more quality reps, add an extra set, and keep the rest time between 45 seconds to a minute. The last thing that I would want to do is build muscle and accentuate an area that is a problem area.

Of course there’s more to the workouts than that, but that’s sort of the general rule I implement on myself. And I think it’s working? Let me know what you guys have been doing, I always like learning new stuff.

Until next time,

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Entry 58: Stray Dogs Just Love Us

Husband and I have a knack for finding stray dogs. Or …stray dogs just have a knack for finding us. Whichever way it is, we and stray dogs have crossed paths on multiple occasions.

In 2012 we found this pup, whom we dubbed Kona.

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The dog ended up being the dog of a friend of a friend’s. Our mutual friend had “liked” my picture on Facebook, which the mutual friend’s friend had seen  and was like yo that’s my dog. Dog and owner were reunited. At least that’s how I remember it happening.

A few months later, I found a couple of other dogs  roaming in our Everett neighborhood Luckily they had collars on and I called the owners who whipped on by in their SUV to pick them up.

In 2015,  there was Lucy.

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Husband had found her while leaving the gym when he first moved to the desert. I ended up finding a lady through Facebook who sheltered dogs to take her in while husband came back to Seattle to move the family. She didn’t end up staying at the shelter; on the day husband dropped Lucy off, a guy – who was looking to adopt happened to be at lady’s shelter – took Lucy in and ended up adopting her.

And then, a few days ago, there were these two

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Driving out of my neighborhood, I saw these two roaming with no human owner in sight. I got out of my car and they went right in. Having no collar, and after finding they also had no chip, I dubbed the male pitt “Bruno” and called the female mix… “hey you”. I couldn’t think a good name for her that spoke to me.   A day after I found them, I decided to post a ‘found dog’ on a every social media forum I could, and after posting on one forum,  10 minutes later, I found the owner of the dogs. Within a half hour later, the dogs were reunited with their owners. It was seriously the most beautiful thing.

But is it me, or do me and husband come across a lot of stray dogs? Maybe the normal everyday person comes across the same amount of strays in their lifetime as we do, and maybe me and husband are such a sucker for puppies that with every stray we see, our hearts are just like let me help you find your home! 

It’s stressful though, trying to figure out what to do in order to help reunite puppy with owner, the most stressful thing is hoping that someone out there is looking for them. Despite this stress, we keep finding them, and we keep taking them in and taking on that responsibility.

This is probably what we get for praying for all the puppies of the world before every meal. No lie. Before most meals, our prayers are like,

Dear God – Thank you for this food and our puppies.. and we pray for the puppies of the world, especially the ones with no homes. Also, we pray for our soldiers. Amen.

It sounds kind of like a prayer a 10 year old would say, but God probably takes it seriously and decides to gravitate lost puppies in our area towards us because of this. Luckily, every single stray we come across has gotten their happy ending.

Things that I like this week:

Horchata Cold BrewIt’s basically a horchata with some cold brew all up in there.  And if you have never had a horchata… well, I don’t know what to tell you except, go find a Mexican restaurant that sells it, and try it, and then imagine it with cold brew. It’s that good.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine I realize this show is a few years old, but I just got into it. And I love that there are a few seasons that I can just binge on.

Coconut Milk Vanilla Latte I never noticed this on the Starbucks menu before. Maybe it’s new? But I ordered it a few days ago and it was delish, and (most importantly) not as many calories.

Well, that’s it for now.  I hope everyone has a good rest of week!

Until next time…

Entry 57: Cherishing Embarrassing and Annoying Moments

So I keep having these dreams where I’m having conversations with my dad. It’s normal conversation, him asking me where I’m going, where my dogs are, or if I could pass him the soy sauce. Then I wake up, confused, and then sad after realizing that it was a dream.

My dad’s stroke was pretty bad. He had a stroke on the left side of the brain which affected the right side of his body. On the plus side, he’s out of the hospital and at a rehabilitation center. According to my mom, he’s made a lot of good progress.

I’m going to get religious here for a second. This whole thing with my dad has made me realize that while there are things that we can resolve on our own, there are some things that we just have to  (as Carrie Underwood put it) let Jesus take the wheel.

It takes a certain amount of humility to accept this, and acknowledge one’s powerlessness and reliance on a higher power that is.  And so, I’ve been doing a lot of prayer these past few weeks, not in a resentful Why God ?!? kind of way, but in the way that is trying to understand that while I may want my dad to bounce back to normal and live forever, everything is in God’s hands.

Praying has made dealing with things a little better, but it still sucks.  I have come to the realization that things  will probably never be the same. Conversations will never be the same.   Which is funny that this is the thing I feel myself missing considering interactions with my dad would always annoy me, especially the older I got.  When I was younger, we would laugh at his jokes, but as I grew up, my patience for his cheesiness and his foreignness waned, even causing embarrassment when we were in public.

During a visit to the desert,  my dad asked a lady at the grocery store if she was Mexican. She was bagging our groceries and looked at my dad with confusion, like she wasn’t sure what she just heard. She was black.

Are you Mexican? He repeated himself. She gave him another confused look, perhaps thinking she hadn’t heard right considering his thick Filipino accent. I tried to get him/us out of the grocery store before he could ask again.

Dad…. Dad!!!., lets go.  

He repeated his question a second time, this time slowly as if he was being considerate of his imperfect English.  Are you a Mexican? 

Dad! Lets GOOO!

This time, the grocery store bagger had heard him, but fortunately didn’t make anything of it. She smiled and shook her head no, probably giving him a pass for being old and foreign.

As we left the grocery store, I was embarrassed. Why was it necessary to know what ethnicity she was? You don’t just ask people weird questions like that. I told my dad.

I was curious. I just wanted to know. 

But that was my dad for you, and even though I was frustrated and still feel myself feeling a little riled thinking about it, at the end of the day – it doesn’t really matter. Now I find myself saddened by the fact that I might possibly never have an annoying conversation or embarrassing interaction with him again.

So, if I can provide some word of advise,  it is this: cherish the people you love for everything they are, including that which is annoying, embarrassing, and imperfect. It is these things (along with the good stuff) that make a person who they are and what you might find yourself missing, like I feel myself missing with my dad.

Things I like this week

Peaky Blinders Season 4 – This show is great if you like gangster shows and like that era of 1920s Birmingham (even though I read that the real Peaky Blinders existed in in the 1890’s). The cast is amazing, and Tom Hardy makes a few appearances and I love me some Tom Hardy.

Chapstick – So I didn’t realize how much I love chapsticks and lipbalms until I was cleaning out my bags and found a handfull of them in a few of them. Opening my linen closet, I found a few unopened ones. Generally I like  Chapstick Total Hyrdration or the Vaseline Lip Therapy (in Cocoa Butter); those two make my lips feel like it took a big sip of water and keeps it staying hydrated for longer than the normal chapstick. I did end up opening the Sun Bum Lip Balm in Coconut, and while this doesn’t have as long of a lasting hydration, and it goes on smoothly and smells like Hawaiian Coconut Shaved Ice.

Robert Mondavi Cab. Sav. Bourbon Barred Aged – I generally like Robert Mondavi wines, but this particular wine intrigued me because of the whole Bourbon aged thing. After a few days, I completely forgot why I thought it was special to begin with and mindlessly opened the bottle while watching tv, took of the sip of wine, and was like… oohhhh. My attention immediately went from the tv to how delicious the wine was.

Things not to get:

Lip Scrubs –  I was always intrigued with lip scrubs, and ended up caving and buying one from Ulta that was supposed to be the flavor of Watermelon. Don’t bother with buying. It doesn’t even taste that great and doesn’t even do a great job of scrubbing your lips and taking all the dead skin off. You’re better off using a wedge of lemon coated with sugar.

Anyways, I hope everyone has a great rest of the week. Nothing new is going on with me. This is the week I go to Costco. I know, so exciting.

Until next time…

 

 

Entry 56: Fitness Friday – The Temptation of Fried Chicken

Ever since moving to the desert, I’ve been trying to be more fit. Sure, I worked out while in Washington, but having a desk job with coworkers who had endless supplies of Hershey kisses and snacks (… oh wait that was me), coupled with cold weather that made me just want to huddle in a blanket and eat, didn’t help.

Being a lulu in warm weather does help. I have more time to meal prep, more time to work out, and I’m not on my ass all day. But the struggle is still there. I, like a lot of Americans, love food.

Yes, it’s true that I’m a petite Asian girl trying stay active, but from time to time, I do find myself drooling over instagram pictures revolving #dessertbae and #foodporn.

I’ve done pretty well at resisting, but lately I’ve been thinking a lot about fried chicken. At least once every other week, husband will hear something along the lines of Do you smell that? Fried chicken!  or You know what sounds really good? Fried chicken. Every time I go grocery shopping the smell of it permeates through the product aisle as I’m shopping for friggin lettuce.  It’s been a while since I’ve had it, and while find myself referencing it quite frequently,  I secretly have this fear that I have it hyped up in my head and that with one bite I’ll be disappointed.  Should I keep on resisting it? Or cave on my next cheat meal? I don’t know!

Anyways, the point I am trying to make is that being healthy takes a lot of hard work and discipline to try be fit and eat healthy.  They say that what you eat is 75% of what it takes to help you make your fitness goals, that includes eating balanced, portioned meals. So if you work out 2-3 hours, but eat like shit then… it’s probably not helping your fitness goals.  I want to say I have eating healthy down pretty okay, with some room for improvement, but boy – fried chicken sure does sound good sometimes.

Anyway, even thought I’m not a fitness expert/pro/guru, I’ll end this with a fitness tip that I’ve been trying to implement in my workout routines:

Switching Up Your Cardio 

I like to start my workouts with 10 to 15 minutes of some form of cardio, whether it’s running outside, running on the tread, doing the bike – just to get my body warmed up and the heart pumping. It’s easy to get into a routine of doing just one type of cardio workout like the treadmill, or elliptical, but the theory is – while you may gain more of an endurance for the one cardio you do, your body becomes more efficient in it’s use of energy, and doesn’t shed as many calories at the same rate that it used to.  Switching up cardio will keep your body working to shed those calories effectively,  preventing from get into a plateau.

So, if you’re feeling adventurous, switch it up. Run outside, do the bike, or jump rope, or do some jumping jacks and burpees. I recently started jump roping and find that I quite enjoy it.

Entry 55: Shots for Eeerbody!

This morning I was watching some highlights of the National Championship game (I fell asleep after half time) and at the end, the Freshmen QB from Hawaii who was put in during the second half,  was interviewed after his game winning TD.

The interviewer asked him a question about what was going through his mind after finding out he was going to play in the National Championship, and he was like My parents are going to get mad but… and then proceeds to thank God.

You can imagine how that made my little Catholic heart feel: in the midst of arguably being the hero in a championship game, in the most selflessly poised way possible… gives props to Jesus, and then gives props to his teammates.

Knowing me, I would be like..OMG! I won! OMGeeeee!!  Shots for eeerr body!!! aaaaahhh!!!! and probably be jumping up and down uncontrollably, looking for a champagne bottle to pop.

But what a great kid.  He must have some parents to raise a kid that doesn’t want to get them mad while on national tv. Most kids would be like… shit, I’m 18, I do what I want! I say what I want… biotch!

There’s so much stuff going on in the world that raising children in the midst of it seems daunting, but the world needs good parents who raise good kids. It’s a bigger responsibility than anyone thinks of when they think they want kids, that beyond feeding them and wiping their butts, you have a responsibility to society to not create shit human beings.

But that’s why I give kuddos to all the parents out there laying good foundations, teaching their kids morals and values, the difference between right and wrong, the importance of hard work, and all the other little things I may be missing. I can only hope that when the time comes, if we’re so blessed, we’ll be able to do the same to where if someone saw our kid, they’d be like wow, that’s a great a kid. 

Things I like this week

Tarte Shape Tape Concealor: I know I’m late to this Shape Tape craze, but this is quite possibly the best concealer I’ve tried, ever.  Actually, I’m usually like, yea whatever it’s just a concealer that’s supposed to highlight and maybe hide spots… but this one has set the standard of what I need in my life. It easily covered up veins on my wrist with one swatch. Highly recommend for a full coverage concealor

“You Look Good” – Lady Antebellum – Ever since husband got a truck, we’ve been listening to country. At first it was a joke, because listening to country is such the stereotypical thing to do when you get a truck. But then I actually started liking it, and now I listen to country music 75% of the time. It’s a complete 180 from the hiphop/r&b/pop I would saturate my ears with, but a lot of country is actually really good; it gets stuck in your head, and you start humming it,  then you realize – holy shit, is a good song.

Anyways, this is my song when I get ready in the morning or when I work out, running, doing butt exercises, etc etc…  It’s my confidence booster, and you know what they say…  confidence is the key to looking/being a boss.

Glad the Holidays Are Over – I finally took down my Christmas decor the other day.  I love Christmas and everything, but am also glad when things can finally go back to a routine. Only 11 more months til Christmas. lol

The Marvelous Mrs Maisel The first episode started off kind of slow, but I decided to give this another try since it did earn a few awards.  The main character in the show played an escort in House of Cards. For whatever reason, I can’t get that out of my head while I’m watching the show, but it’s good.

Anyways, I hope everyone has an amazing week. It’s 80 in the desert. I know, everyone who doesn’t live in sunny weather probably hates me. Or not. I don’t know. But if you do and if it makes you feel better, my eyes are really dry because of the weather.

Until next time.

Entry 54: Goodbye 2017, Hello 2018

How about them 2017 Goals ?!?

Were you like me and completely forgot about them, or gave up on them after week 2? I don’t even remember the specifics of my 2017 goals. Probably something a long the lines of writing my epic novella, being serious about photography, or finding some other calling that made my creative heart leap with joy.

Obviously, that didn’t happen.

As 2017 has drawn to a close, I reflect over what happened with last year’s goals, One thing is I can honestly say is that I didn’t even really try. Sure, I took a picture here and there, sat at a Starbucks to attempt to write, but I didn’t seriously try – like my life depended on it, because it didn’t.

That’s the thing about goals, if it’s not a dire situation, then you don’t necessarily have to do them. We may want the end result of a goal, but consistently facing the challenges to achieve it is the difficult part. So as I’m thinking about last years goals, and thinking about this years goals – I ask myself do I really want it? Like really want these goals, like I wanted Fenty beauty foundation after finding that my color wasn’t at the Bellevue Square Sephora? I went out of my way to 3 other Sephoras to get the color I needed. I realize now that I could’ve just bought it online and waited.

With my goals this year, I am going to change this whole attitude of well, I don’t really have to do this so… because yea, I don’t have to, but no one makes progress by just thinking about how nice it be to make a goal or being too afraid of taking risks; progress is made by doing and just diving in. That’s the attitude I’m going to take with this year. Wish me luck.

Things I like this week:

American Vandal : If you like crime investigation shows like podcasts like Serial or crime, and also have a sense of humor, you’ll like this show. The show is a spoof that revolves around the investigation of who spraypainted dicks on the teacher’s cars?  Highly recommend.

Bright : This is the new netflix movie with Will Smith. I was hesitant about watching this as there were a lot of negative reviews, but I watched it, and it wasn’t the best movie, but it wasn’t that bad, but maybe it wasn’t that bad because I expected it to be horrible. Like Twighlight.

Green Tea Mochi – I finally made my green tea mochi for New Years. Last time I made this cake I added too much matcha, because I was like.. why not? but it ended up disgusting. This time, I did the correct consistency, and it was legit. I’m sure there’s a million green tea mochi recipes out there, but this one seemed to work. Plus, this blogger has other times of mochi cake recipes, like chocolate, and blueberry, and bacon maple mochi cake…  mmmm….mochi

Anyways, I hope everyone had a fun and safe New or Years. I was skeptical over whether or not I would make it til midnight, but I did it. I actually stayed up til 1 am 🙂 I’m still fun

Until next time…