Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Shame, shame, shame

I have probably been among the worst of all the PCP students. For some reasons, I am still happy with my achievements - reasonably satisfied would probably be the right words, since it is all about feeling relatively better than my pre-PCP self.
Starting with what did not work: the hard bit, i.e. the work-out. The sessions were hard, and also were getting longer and longer. Going to the gym with Jerome really helped, but well, I obviously could not pack him in my traveling salesman suitcases. And unfortunately, I haven't been able to enter the twilight zone.
So, what worked? well, the 80% bit of the program. Yes, the diet. Following it really helped me leave the vicious circle I entered when I arrived in Hong Kong. I have enjoyed and am still enjoying eating all these fruits and vegetables. In truth, I have simply rediscovered the virtues of having a balanced diet. For what it's worth, I have also become pickier. Dishes have to taste right.
The results? well the tailor does have to make adjustments to my wardrobe. I don't sweat when I climb the stairs at the subway station. And I feel like skipping (from time to time). Or actually re-joining the program to get the job done. My colleagues feel fabulous - and they all look great.