my right arm feels like it's about to fall off. i really shouldn't have bothered with the weights. in case you don't know, i'm attempting to lose a bit of my chubbyness because mom keeps bugging me about how fat i'm getting. i really have chubbied up and the pre-menstrual bloating isn't helping. so in order to shut her up about my lazy tee-vee-watching-junk-food-munching habits, i half-walked-half-ran 2.5km on the treadmill, lifted weights and attempted pilates. i don't think i ever want to go through that again. i much prefer sleeping on the treadmill or idly watch others exert unnecessary effort. my body is too accustomed to laziness. it's a wonder how i ever finished in the top10 during the 3.6km cross-country bullshit that all schools in singapore seem to deem necessary as a must-have event in their calendars. my stamina died upon graduating high school. i could barely run 400m today when i was once on a team that won gold for the 4x400m relay. i really am getting old. it's times like these that i really wish i kept up with sports. i think i could have done well if i really bothered to or at least even if i suck i wouldn't be all chubby faced now heh.