tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58974482024-03-08T11:00:02.894+08:00Life of a Taitai-Triathlete.i eat breathe live
swim bike run
chanel prada lvdaftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.comBlogger471125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-82795228934598287352015-02-16T11:11:00.004+08:002015-02-16T11:11:50.704+08:002014 in retrospectiveSo a year has came and gone by.
"gotta tell them that we love them, while we got the chance to say"... seems to be the motto of the year. I've been culling off a fair amount of people. i may sound absolutely scroogey, but i sorta dislike crowds, dislike humans, dislike too much interaction. Maybe it's age.
I haven't really kept up a workout regime. I did however start doing more yoga. Yay to daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-23274781389290552212014-02-07T09:09:00.000+08:002014-02-07T09:09:36.907+08:002013 in retrospectiveThe end of 2013 has gone by. And what better way to summarise the year up than to heave a sigh of relief. I've been through what i think is the toughest year in my life. In work & in play, and more so, in life.
I hope i have emerged a much stronger self. I do think i'm strong, to begin with, but i think the events in 2013 have made me even stronger than before. I believe tears are for a daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-59219744410522955292013-07-26T11:42:00.000+08:002013-08-02T16:15:13.649+08:00Defining one's resolutionJohn Mayer's Bigger than my body always makes me feel incredible, like nothing could stop me. I always felt resolutions made can be procrastinated. There's always tomorrow. Yet there're times when life throws a curveball, and you realized that time may not be on your side. I read an article this morning on NYTimes' Life Interrupted : Making Resolutions. No one knows when a life altering daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-62959728705210759922013-07-08T16:54:00.001+08:002013-08-02T16:15:53.303+08:001st weekend of Julydinner. wine. awesome music. sleep. Gordon Ramsay. breakfast. hello kitty! pool. fat cow. tv. coffee. new glasses. prawn mee. tea. bros! church. brunch. jokes.
Possibly one of the best weekend i've had, for some time. daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-92155979354131114522012-12-27T13:19:00.000+08:002012-12-27T13:19:08.147+08:002012 in retrospectiveI can almost smell 2013. Perhaps it'll bring better luck and good news.
2012 was with its ups and downs. I don't feel i have accomplished much. It's just been a year of trying to get by. Perhaps the most emotional moment came when i said bye to my red monstahhh. The sale was one of the hardest thing i ever had to do. But it made sense.
I grew up, i think. Erik (my better, smarter, daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-38990040312511174302012-10-05T16:19:00.000+08:002012-10-05T16:19:41.938+08:00goodbye my lover, goodbye my friendThe words of James Blunt's Goodbye My Lover plays through my mind.
An excerpt :
Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-6791713004497734492012-08-08T11:45:00.000+08:002012-08-08T12:02:35.632+08:00home in the aaaaaammmmerrrricccaaaa!
In the last two months, i've been travelling a fair bit. I went back to USA for what feels like forever, but it's actually not even a month. From San Francisco, to Orlando, to Atlanta, to Nashville, to Los Angeles, i've gone through weather of 60s fahrenheit to 100s. I thought i was going to freeze under my light cardigan or suffer a heatstroke while walking my dog.
I had one of those holidaysdaftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-71242811420351376502012-06-01T17:30:00.001+08:002012-06-01T17:30:26.987+08:00say what?Through the months, i've been trying to get back to some sort of form. My body fat content is disappointing, a gf pointed out at my belly fat. I'm just belly happy with my life, and the way it's going horizontal, i think i hit an all time low.
So with news of Army Half being cancelled, and then Army Half coming back on the running calendar, I signed up. With full intent of shutting Yongfeng up, daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-56893643579046039042012-04-05T17:19:00.000+08:002012-04-05T17:19:21.995+08:00More of a tai tai, less of a triathleteWell, the first quarter of the year has gone. Time flies. I cut my hair to my triathlon days (circa 2007-2009) : short with bangs. Less well received, cos i'm fair and a lil less insane, and a tad bit more feminine.
Have i started out on my new year's resolutions? I tried. I can't quite understand where the time has disappeared to. These days, i'm more of a tai tai, far less from a triathlete.
daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-56147797654090084432012-01-04T00:08:00.002+08:002012-01-04T00:08:35.901+08:002012 ResolutionsI had one of the rarest New Year ever. I didn't spend it drunk, i was completely sober. I spent time with family and different groups of friends, had a lot of food, lots of coffee, and lots of laughter.
I suffered a mild heart seizure (very mild!) but that shook me awake. I do get chest pains now and then, but this was weird. A few friends asked if i was getting heartburn, since the feeling of adaftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-72035682957072622502011-12-28T13:07:00.003+08:002011-12-28T13:07:32.956+08:002011 in retrospectiveAhhh, 2012 is nearing. It's been a tradition for me to capture my thoughts on the year that has past. Been doing so for 2010, 2009, 2008, and 2007. In 2007, i started triathlon and bought my Mini Cooper S. 4 years on, i have stopped triathlon, but still driving my Mini Cooper S.
The main highlight of the year is i got married. To the man i have been dating for the past 8 years. Eight years daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-35407346737365029212011-11-24T09:41:00.001+08:002011-11-24T10:22:01.643+08:00Happy ThanksgivingIt's been some time since i last posted a decent blogpost, or wrote for any reason. I've been adjusting to the married life. I got skinnier, finally saw an under-50kg number on my weighing scales. And those scales don't lie.
I would like to attribute that weight loss to a decent diet of eating less than what i crave, and some mix of yoga, rock climbing, and running. I lost a few inches off my daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-19094737440611525932011-08-19T17:57:00.004+08:002011-08-26T17:25:59.782+08:00One month ...
Yep, a month has passed since i got married. The picture was taken by Lightedpixels, when i offered my photographer Alwin a beer, at barely 750am that very day i got married.
Has anything changed? Well, frankly, not much. My husband (hubs, as others call their other halves) and me were back at work, within 3 days. And i'm still creeping out of bed on sunday mornings to go run, while my other daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-33435294461351050712011-06-28T17:08:00.003+08:002011-06-28T17:26:48.673+08:00The only way to calm one's mind :Often i am bogged down with the task of decisions-making. More recently, in addition to my work, i have to choose about the girly princess fantasies one may have to the wedding. I've heard how the term bride-zilla comes about, and how elaborate weddings can be. From themes, to colors, there's so much to fuss about. I however chose to take the relaxed way out.The wedding is to be one of the most daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-90824534250011384932011-06-16T17:42:00.005+08:002011-06-16T17:55:00.669+08:00One more month before the party...Yep, time flies. On the same day last year, i wasn't engaged. I was just the same girl who partyrocks, runs, have fun, and work. Fast forward a year, i am like one month to being a Mrs. And now it dawn upon me. Responsibilities will change, thinking will change, lifestyle will change.One night, while running with my fave buddy, he reminded me to move with the changes from being single to being daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-1230841881918844312011-04-12T17:13:00.003+08:002011-04-12T17:37:52.838+08:00Time to do a triI always tell myself "somedays are good, somedays are bad". I had a twitching right lower eyelid. I attribute that to stress. A quick google of the eyelid however result in the superstitious me also believing it could really be a touch of bad luck, even though other articles are strongly suggesting good luck could possibly be coming my way. So which is which? Which do i believe? Rather than daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-28190932147785650422011-04-02T08:16:00.003+08:002011-04-02T08:27:17.082+08:00To be a good boss?What does it take to be a good boss? Offering better pay? Better perks in life? Better work-life balance? I think i have not offered better pay nor any of those things above. I am a Chinese (Asian) boss, akin to dragon mother. The term "dragon mother" has taken a whole new buzz, after Amy Chua (a very famous author, if you haven't read Joy Luck Club) wrote on a book about them. I expect the best daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-21792123147470227782011-03-14T09:33:00.003+08:002011-03-19T11:33:26.863+08:00Japan...I was in Japan from late feb all the way till 1st of March. The first earthquake / aftershocks hit Japan a week post me coming back. And then the big one that hit Japan at the magnitube of 8.9 on the richter scale came on the day of 11th March 2011. Japan is awesome. I don't have too many words to describe it, except awesome. I arrived at Tokyo and jet off to Hokkaido, to a lil village of Niseko,daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-82679673899759702332011-02-15T18:46:00.002+08:002011-02-15T18:56:58.083+08:00The Singapore Biathlon 2011I didn't know why i was in bed at 10pm on a friday night. I was exhausted from the week's work. I felt a tiny flu bug hitting me, and decided to call it an early night and down that mug of water laced with berocca vitamin c.At 6am, i heard the alarm. I still lazed around in bed. I spoke to my mom close to 630am, wondering if she's awake too early, or i might possibly be late. Of course, it's the daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-17839037513777535062011-02-05T12:30:00.002+08:002011-02-15T18:46:17.083+08:00Start the Wabbit Year off on the right footEvery year, i had always tried to start the year right. In that weird queer lil' brain of mine, i thought "In order to do so, you have to end the "old" year right". Errr right! What's right would depend on one's lofty ambition, and aspirations. Before my lunar new year reunion dinner, i took my brand spanking new pink Asics DS Trainers off for a quick run, in a bid to feel better of the bingefestdaftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-85675076337766221682011-01-28T17:48:00.000+08:002011-01-28T18:07:12.784+08:00Facing life's ups and downsSince the beginning of 2011, i told myself "time to get some fitness back". So far, the plan sort of worked. I've been going at Macritchie Trails on weekend, and try to rejoin the Monday Tri Swim. The Monday Tri Swim crowd has always been "encouraging" in their back-to-squad-swim-welcome, with words like "wah can buy 4D", or "guest appearance?". Somehow, the words don't get to me or bother as daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-2728296833671895602011-01-01T12:05:00.003+08:002011-01-02T14:11:49.653+08:002011 resolutionsThe start of a new year. A year, many of my friends deem, is going to be exciting. I know for sure, changes are abound. First up, i am getting married. By NYE of 2012, i would be a Mrs. O well, but like some friends said, that doesn't change a lot of things. I'm still going to be Eve. So for 2010, i wanted to be more appreciative of my family and friends, focus on work and get a lil lean. All of daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-23100559348173714922010-12-30T15:11:00.001+08:002011-01-01T10:33:45.881+08:002010 in retrospectiveAt the end of every year, it's becoming a tradition to write about the year that has passed. Those 12 months, and 365 days, or 525600 minutes. Like the musical "Rent" sings " How do we measure a year? in daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, or cups of coffee? in inches, in miles..." Work-wise i've developed my business a fair share, scored a business deal that has enough zeros in it. I've got a daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-38886026609198718052010-12-15T15:17:00.004+08:002010-12-15T16:20:18.442+08:00In DecemberDecember usually meant a marathon or 21km to mark the end of running races / triathlons i've signed up for the year. This has been the same thing since 2007. This year, I haven't been training much, leading up to the marathon. I chose to sleep in, or to go out to party up to relieve the work stress. For that, i paid dearly on the 5th December 2010. I took a really long time to finish the run. I daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897448.post-37210257752595196282010-11-30T17:58:00.006+08:002010-11-30T18:40:10.596+08:00The return of the rice machinesLast night, as i was driving home, i noticed an EK4 egging cars on, meandering its way down the street. Life was good, just going with the flow of traffic, looking at an Naturally Aspirated (NA) car acting like an idiot, weaving in and out of the traffic. That is, until i noticed this loud blaring Evo zooming out from a street corner. Woohoo, time for some action. The EK4 swerved across three daftbitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10798434332490129124noreply@blogger.com3