Tuesday, July 25, 2006

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go

Nah, actually I'll be back on Saturday. There goes a whole week without exercise!

August 1 - back to the grind. Shall sign up for SIngapore Marathon..

Until then...

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Heavy workout again today:

Elliptical machine: 25 mins
Treadmill: 20 mins (interval: walk 2 mins, run 2 mins)
Push ups
Lat machine variation 1
Lat machine variation 2
Dumbell row
Lateral raises
Double crunch with fitball

Ran 6.6km yesterday amidst the mild haze. I feel like an England team footballer. Slowed down because of all the vices (in this case, overdose of food). Need to regain stamina...

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Baju Kurung time

Oh no. I've started bringing out my baju kurung to wear. I basically hate wearing baju kurung because it's so shapeless and it makes me feel fat. But guess what, I am wearing my baju kurung because I am fat.. must hide those bulges.

Sigh...yesterday I blew my calories for the entire year. Had an Oreo cheesecake for dessert after lunch, and then for dinner my friends took me to Midori in Marriott Putrajaya for Japanese buffet, which ended with some delicious cake from Bakerzin.

Monday morning I had no mercy on the treadmill. Pound pound pound...but only 3.5km. Then went on the stepper for 10 mins.
Leg exercises:
Leg press (narrow stance)
Leg press (wide stance)
Alternate lunges on stepboard
Intervalled with step-ups on stepboard

I should consider joining Singapore Marathon, just to lose weight. Early bird discount is until end of this month...

Sunday, July 16, 2006


It's been a week. After a hectic week, I suddenly feel a bit empty without Razor. When I'm not out on Sundays, I am usually reading in the hall and he's sitting beside me.

I'm not upset about it anymore. Just miss the pup.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Return of the Haze

Arrgh. The haze is back. Have they not run out of forests to burn??

Against my better judgment, I'm still running tomorrow.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

What is it?

I can't really explain what I am going through right now. It's only been 2 days since I've lost Razor but I don't feel upset right now. I've been quite happy today. I haven't cried at all today. Infact, I actually feel his presence, I feel like he's still here with me even though physically I can't see him. When I get back to my room, I can still almost imagine him crawling under my bed where he likes to sleep whenever he comes to my room. How can I not be upset? It's only been 2 days.

Is it all just psychological? Am I becoming a lunatic?

Or am I in denial?

Am I becoming heartless?

Is it because I've been busy and haven't had time to mull?

Is it because I am relieved that he doesn't have to suffer?

I don't know. I love my little Razor but why am I not upset today? I don't feel like I miss him because I feel as though he's still here.

Maybe I am losing it.

German delights

My hero!

On target!

Klose, Ballack & Schweinsteiger
After Schweinsteiger's goal against Portugal

Figo & Kahn
Old man Kahn hasn't lost his touch!

Winner of FIFA Best young player at 21!

3rd place winners
(I'm telling you, Lehmann looks like someone some of us know..)

Klose and Klinsmann
Hurrah! Klose has emerged as the Adidas Golden Shoe winner, being the top scorer of WC2006, with a total of 5 goals!

Not Man Enough

Just watched "Superman Returns". What a disappointment. I thought I'd watch it to take my mind off things but it ended up to be 2 1/2 hours of torture. Here's my verdict of the movie:

1. He was more like Superboy than Superman. Good looking, but not man enough
2. His head didn't suit his body. It made him look like he was wearing one of those Rambo suits (which Andy Lau wears)
3. Slo o o w and d ra a a agging movie
4. Entire movie was too dark..as in the scenes were mostly at night. Doesn't help if you're recovering from World Cup hangover.
5. Kate Bosworth looks like Siti Nurhaliza
6. Not much interaction between Superman and Lex.
7. Not action packed. Actually not much action.
8. Christopher Reeve is still the best Superman.
9. Highlight of the movie: Theme song.


Monday, July 10, 2006


Mamma Mia! It's a vittoria for Italia! This calls for a pasta celebration!

I wasn't in the best of moods to watch the finals for the first time, due to my recent loss of Razor. Nevertheless I decided to stay up to watch the finals, and did not regret at all. (It did help me forget my sorrows momentarily). Germany was my first choice to win the World Cup, but since the were eliminated in the semi's, I rooted for the Azzurri. Honestly, I was quite distracted during the 1st half, as I was tired from the previous day's event coupled with the fact that it was difficult to keep my eyes open after all that blubbering. Nevertheless, I started getting more into the game after second half. It was a pretty exciting match, though it could not compare the the Germany-Italy one. Quite a number of shots on goal. Just about 10 minutes before the end of second half, at 1-1 draw, I was pretty sure it would go into extra time and penalty shootout. Not again! Seems like most of the major games end with penalty shootout!

Who would have thought that Italy would have scored all 5 penalties, considering their not-so good records in the past!What was a major dissapointment though was Zidane, with his inexplicable behaviour of headbutting Materazzi. What a way to exit his career! Even the Rooney-Ronaldo incident seems to pale in comparison to this. I was quite surprised to hear that despite this, Zidane went on to win the Adidas Golden Ball for best player.

What I found amusing, after Italy had won the trophy was the way they worshipped the trophy. It was akin to the Israelites worshipping the golden calf! The Italians were quite silly, kissing and almost caressing the trophy! Another amusing item was that Camoranesi chopped off his hair on the pitch after their victory, and was waving the remnants of his hair!

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Razor Ruddock (02.04.1992 - 09.07.2006)

Goodbye my little Razor. The day finally came.....the day I dreaded most and it was today...my little Razor left me. He was 14 years and 4 months, that's about 100 dog years. He lived a long and good life, and although he died of old age, it didn'tt make the pain any less. Back in early 2004, he was diagnosed with testicular cancer. I was very devastated as the only options were either to operate him or just leave him be. There was a high chance of losing him during the operation as he was already quite senior. I truly wasn't ready to lose him then, and I guess after that incident, I was a little bit more prepared for today. Anyhow, we decided to have him operated, and I actually did pray to God to let him live a little bit longer as I wasn't ready then. God answers prayers.

I am thankful that Razor managed to live a little over 2 years more after his operation. I was hoping that he would live until his 15th birthday but I guess I couldn't ask for more - it was 2 full and good years. About 2 months ago, Razor started having really bad coughs. We took him to the vet's, and the vet said that his heart was getting weaker (as a result of old age), hence there was a lot of excess fluids in his body which could not be flushed out( due to the inefficiency of the heart). Therefore the vet put Razor on some heart medication, which he had to take for as long as he lived. WE noticed the coughs got better, but last night it acted up again despite him still being on medication. He sleeps in the attached bathroom to my parents' bedroom, and my mom said he was coughing and yelping whole of last night and did not sleep at all. I didn't know any of this until today.

As usual, I went to church this morning , and of all days I was on worship duty which meant that I would be in church at least from 7.30am - 1pm. My mom was trying to contact me all morning but naturally I had my phone on silent mode. Finally, after the second service, my mom managed to get hold of me. SHe called and told me that Razor was very sick, that he did not eat his breakfast which was very unusual. I was supposed to have lunch with some friends but I cancelled my plans to rush home to see him.

When I got home, I saw him lying in the corner of the dining room. I called him and i could hear his breath was short and shallow. I noticed there was some faeces near him, then I realised he probably could not walk. I called him a few more times but he still did not get up so I decided to carry him as I didn't want to leave him alone in the corner. WHen I carried him I could feel that his legs were very weak. I took him to the dry kitchen, and tried to let him rest there, but he wanted to stand up. He was very determined to stand and walk...I never knew dogs had such determination and strong will. Then I saw him slowly staggering to the front door, step by step. I realised something..he had wanted so much to go to the front door, where his favourite spot was. He usually liked to lie down in my hall at the front door and watch the world. SO he stood there for a while, and because his legs were weak, he started swaying. I tried to help him to sit down and suddenly he gave a loud yelp and collapsed in my hands..his body went limp and I screamed out loud. I was alone at home at that point. I quickly scooped him and cradled him in my arms. By this time his breath was few and shallow. I could still feel his heart beating and he was having a bit of spasm. I felt his heartbeat sowly fading, and his breath slowly ceasing. Then he died in my arms.

He left me at 1.45pm today. I am so thankful my friends whom I was supposed to have lunch with came over to visit me. We then tried to look for the neighbourhood gardener to help us with the burial in the backyard. My friend took my mom around the neighbourhood but he was nowhere to be found. SO we had no choice but to dig the hole ourselves. It was a hot day, and the soil was hard. I used a hoe to dig the hole, and got some blisters on my hand along the way. Later my brother's domestic help came to assist me.

I took one last look at my little Razor and cried before we buried him. I know some people will think that I am nuts, after all he is only a dog, but he is more than just a dog to me. It was a long and agonising day for me.

I felt really lousy for most of the day, then when I played with Caramel later, I felt a lot better. DOgs are such wonderful creatures. Though Caramel can never replace Razor, for each dog is special on its own; but he made me feel a little better.

Razor,though you're not physically with me anymore, you're still very much in my heart. You're still very much my puppy.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Glenn & Chris

Hey look what I found! I still remember the tune in my head. Here's what Chris Waddle has to say of the England World Cup 2006 team:

"...we are a quarter-final team and no more"

"Every time we play a team with a bit of craft and skill we can't deal with it."

"We have got to face reality that we are a team nowhere near the top seven countries in the world."

"But we have got to wake up in this country and realise that we are not a great team."

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday,

S U R E S H!

(If you're reading this..)

Other discoveries

While unearthing those football autographs, I also found this.....

Gosh! I've even forgotten that I've been to an INXS concert! Was almost right infront of the stage, and used to idolise Michael Hutchence when I was a pimply teenager... My first pop/rock concert was either Richard Marx or Joan Jett.

Who can forget the Bon Jovi concert in Shah Alam? I was in the front row and was squashed like a sardine. Even though I was so tired and could not stand anymore, my entire body was supported by the crowd! Plus, I was so desperately dehydrated that I drank the water which they hosed us down with.

Ah well, those good ol' days...you won't catch me doing something like this now... I'd much prefer MPO any day!

Nearly dead

My life on earth nearly ended today. Went for my usual outdoor run today. I still haven't fully recovered from the late nights..all it took was 1 night to upset my entire system and sleep cycle. Though I have still been diligently waking up early to exercise, my energy level has depleted a little due to lack of shut-eye. Instead of the usual 6.6km, I ran 4.4km today.

Just about after the 2nd km, I wasn't cautious about the uneven road and stepped on a loose stone. I momentarily twisted my right ankle, tripped and rolled on to the road like a tumbleweed. And what do you know? That happened just right infront of a moving schoolbus. Thank God it stopped in time. Thank God also that I wasn't mowed by the bus... Thank God Hsiung was a little ahead of me and helped to break my fall, if not I'd be rolling further down the road right up to TMC. Just right after the fall, I picked myself up and continued to run the remaining 2.2km.

I sustained some scrapes and bruises on my right knee. Back in 2002, I fell during the Power Run race and had a bad scrape on my left knee which eventually developed into a keloid. Now both my knees are scarred. I hope this one won't turn into a keloid considering that my skin doesn't heal very well.

Anyway, it's great I'm alive to blog about this!

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Deutschland Uber Alles!!

I am quite a zombie now. Late nights are not my forte and penalty shootouts give me a heart attack!Here's what the players have to say...