1 Serving of Chilli Crab cooked in thick gravy, 400g(only edible portion) = 565kcal.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Calories of Deep Fried Baby Sotong
1 serving of deep fried baby sotong (squid), 221g = 924kcal.
OMG! That's a lot! Luckily I was never a fan of sotong!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
The Strangest Thing
Last year, I gained some weight.. Like about 1-2 kg. Since I started skipping I managed to shed the 1-2kg I have lost.
But thing is.. I am not losing any weight anymore. The number on the weighing scale is like FOREVER the same.
The strange thing is.. I felt smaller. My pants and tops felt loose, but still the number is the same on my damn weighing scale. I seriously don't know what's wrong.
I admit I eat more now. I have to, since I am doing so much skipping everyday. If I don't eat more, I will be cranky and feel unhappy. However, I am still calculating my calories. With close to 1000kcals burnt daily, I am not exceeding my calories intake.
What is wrong??!! People are telling me that it's because I had gained muscles. Less fats, more muscles. Thus, I weight the same, even though I feel smaller. But... I think I want less mass. Muscles sounds really scary. I don't want to end up looking like a big and heavy person.
So, I have crafted a new strategy. For the next few weeks, I am going to cut down on the calories further. Hopefully that helps.
Will update once I see results. :)
Friday, September 24, 2010
Being Fat
My school is very near my house, and since its within walking distance, I would walk to school and back everyday. This is also one of the reason behind the first 20 kgs I lost.
The usual busy neighbourhood was quiet and peaceful in the morning. I always enjoyed myself as I walked, this is also the time I treasured, as I was granted some "alone time" to clear some thoughts before starting a day of work.
Today is slightly different. I was walking to school a little earlier than usual and saw this rather big-sized girl while I was crossing the road.
Suddenly, I just paused and couldn't help staring at her. I know this is really unbecoming and extremely rude of me to do that. Afterall, even with the weight I have lost, I am still fat. I used to be fat and I am still fat. Who am I to judge her?
That's me, when I was close to 94kg.
The point of this blog entry is not to critize this lady whom I saw. In fact, I feel like a distasteful person to stare at her like that, but I swore that it wasn't on purpose. If I could, I would have apologized to her. I did not stare inappropriately at her because I feel she's unpleasant and ugly. Trust me, I know how life is like being someone who is on the heavier side. I always believe and still do believe that a person's worth is not measured by his or her appearance.
So, I did not stare at this lady I met in disgust. It's not disgust, but fear. Good old fear.
I was staring at her in fear.
In a bright Tuesday morning, I felt cold and was close to a shiver. It's the same kind of feeling you have when you just had a close save from something. Like fear mixed with gratitude.
When I saw her, memories of me when I was really fat just came back to me. All the images, of me trying to force a smile, telling myself when I stare into a mirror that I am pretty. Images of me when I was still a teenager crying in the changing room because there just isn't a pair of jeans that could fit me. I saw myself standing in front of a rack of gorgeous clothes, but found that none could fit. And there's me looking in shame when I saw how ugly I look as I peaked at the huge bathroom mirror on a holiday.
When I saw the lady, the thought I had was that, it could have been me. Me.
If it wasn't for that fateful day which I decide to start this weight-loss journey, what will I be like? I could have been on the other side of the road.
This is me, in 2010.
So, thank you, whoever's up there, for planning everything. This journey, this encounter, to make me count on my blessings. Thank you, kai, for staying so strong and determined, despite all the disappointments. Thank you for not giving up on me.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
The usual busy neighbourhood was quiet and peaceful in the morning. I always enjoyed myself as I walked, this is also the time I treasured, as I was granted some "alone time" to clear some thoughts before starting a day of work.
Today is slightly different. I was walking to school a little earlier than usual and saw this rather big-sized girl while I was crossing the road.
Suddenly, I just paused and couldn't help staring at her. I know this is really unbecoming and extremely rude of me to do that. Afterall, even with the weight I have lost, I am still fat. I used to be fat and I am still fat. Who am I to judge her?
That's me, when I was close to 94kg.
The point of this blog entry is not to critize this lady whom I saw. In fact, I feel like a distasteful person to stare at her like that, but I swore that it wasn't on purpose. If I could, I would have apologized to her. I did not stare inappropriately at her because I feel she's unpleasant and ugly. Trust me, I know how life is like being someone who is on the heavier side. I always believe and still do believe that a person's worth is not measured by his or her appearance.
So, I did not stare at this lady I met in disgust. It's not disgust, but fear. Good old fear.
I was staring at her in fear.
In a bright Tuesday morning, I felt cold and was close to a shiver. It's the same kind of feeling you have when you just had a close save from something. Like fear mixed with gratitude.
When I saw her, memories of me when I was really fat just came back to me. All the images, of me trying to force a smile, telling myself when I stare into a mirror that I am pretty. Images of me when I was still a teenager crying in the changing room because there just isn't a pair of jeans that could fit me. I saw myself standing in front of a rack of gorgeous clothes, but found that none could fit. And there's me looking in shame when I saw how ugly I look as I peaked at the huge bathroom mirror on a holiday.
When I saw the lady, the thought I had was that, it could have been me. Me.
If it wasn't for that fateful day which I decide to start this weight-loss journey, what will I be like? I could have been on the other side of the road.
This is me, in 2010.
So, thank you, whoever's up there, for planning everything. This journey, this encounter, to make me count on my blessings. Thank you, kai, for staying so strong and determined, despite all the disappointments. Thank you for not giving up on me.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Calories of Ang Ku Kueh
1 Ang Ku Kueh, coconut = 152kcal
1 Ang Ku Kueh, green bean = 141kcal
1 Ang Ku Kueh, peanut = 240kcal
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Calories of Chocolate Cake
It's very difficult to gauge the calories of chocolate cakes. It depends on what is used, and the type of chocolate cake.. Chocolate cakes are my all time favourite. So far the best chocolate cake I have tasted is the Devil's Chocolate Cake in Epicurious. Love it!
Calories of 1 slice of chocolate cake is around 400-700kcal.
How I keep the calories in check? Well, I have a rather pathetic way. I bought my slice of cake, keep it in the fridge and took only a mouthful each day. Sad right? :(
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Calories of Fishhead soup
Fried fish head, milky soup, rice vermicelli - Woo Pin Fish Head Noodle MYR6.50, originally uploaded by avlxyz.
1 bowl of fishhead soup, 625g = 211kcal
(without beehoon or vermicelli)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
256/365 My skipping rope
This is what happens to your skipping rope if you do a few thousand skips daily for 3 months.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
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