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Changing Perspective

by melmonica on January 24th, 2018


Hi guys, how are y’all doing?




Better late than never no? This space has been extremely quiet ever since I moved to Auckland. Living in the city really takes up a lot of your time. Truth be told, I have been actively writing on another blogging space called Dayre. I write about my day-to-day life.


For a lot of people, the beginning of the year is where we future-gaze our year. I don’t usually do new year resolutions because just like rules… resolutions are meant to be broken.

However, what I do is

1.) Get an A3 sized piece of paper

2. Write down categories of my life (personal, health, finance, relationship etc)

3. Write down my goals

4. Plans to achieve ’em


One of my goals this year is to improve my relationship with my family and friends. It’s not that I have bad or poisonous relationship with any of them but people who knows me knows that I am really bad at texting back.

I am ashamed to say that I just don’t like replying a text. I really dislike communicating via text. I’d take a week to reply a text (sometimes longer) and when that person reply, it would be another week before a reply comes in from me. Not the best personal trait. Also not a good way to maintain any relationship. Thus, I want to fix this bad habit of mine and have to consciously remind myself that so and so is waiting for my reply. Sigh… if only I have an assistant for that haha.


So, I’ve been talking to a lot of friends and the #1 new year resolution for a lot of people is *drumroll* (surprise surprise) losing weight.

Whenever I hear that, I cringe a little inside. To me, the term “losing weight” has such a negative connotation. Does the word “losing weight” sounds exciting? It sure does not to me.

Firstly, it suggests an unrealistic expectation of your body i.e. I need to shed xxkg to look beautiful/ feel confident.

Secondly, the word “losing weight” doesn’t sound exciting and motivating.


So I told my girlfriends that instead of “losing weight” change it to “I want to be fit and strong”. It removes the urge to check the weighing scale (and frustration when the number doesn’t drop or worst if it increases *cringe*). Do measure your progress by how far you can run, the weights you carry or the number of burpees you can do continuously in a minute.

I remember the first time I did this burpees challenge in a GRIT Cardio class, I could only do up to level 5. I was out of breath and my legs were as so as jelly haha. After working out consistently for a few months, when the challenge came, I was happy that I surpassed level 6 easily. Nothing can replace the feeling of joy and satisfaction that I had. Most importantly, I was PROUD and FELT GREAT about my achievement.

So what I would suggest is set small goals. 2 days x 30 mins run for cardio a week. Start lifting light weights to get your posture right (nothing glam about lifting heavy weights and ended up injuring yourself #truestory). Don’t feel frustrated if you missed a day for the week. It takes 21 days to build a habit (although Ozias mentioned that it has increased to 62 days hrmph)

I’ll admit – my mojo for going to the gym has deteriorated. During my first year in gym, I’d do 15-20 hours in a week. Insane, huh? I was so dedicated to the extent that I’d have to force myself to NOT go to gym to give my body its much needed rest. Doesn’t matter if the night before I went to bed at 1am, I would wake up at 7 on a Sunday morning for Loren’s cxworx class.

But now – my best is max of 10 hours a week which is uhh… not a progress at all. Like everyone, I have an inner demon that would tell my brain “why bother when there’s no progress”. I’ve been working out regularly but I can tell that my stamina and strength have not improved since coming back from my holiday.

We are the generation of instant gratification. We want fast result with minimal effort. I, for one, am guilty of this. I do get disappointed if I think I didn’t progress (say if doing 64 lunges in a row hurts more this week, it means that I have become weaker).

This negative mindset is not helpful in my journey to be strong. Therefore, I take one step at a time. Instead of focusing on the pain, I shift the focus to me not giving up whilst maintaining the perfect lunge position. And if I can keep going without compromising my posture then it’s a job well done! 🙂

At the end of each class, I always take the time to stretch and give thanks to my body for working hard. I thank my body for keep going when every fibre of my body wants to give up. I thank my brain for pushing me to be better every time. I thank myself for being a stronger version of myself every time after class.

Being fit and healthy is truly a journey. It doesn’t happen overnight. And the journey is not always pleasant. There are days when you will feel weaker. There will be days when you can’t hold that plank longer than you usually would. And there are days when it’s hard to push yourself out of your comfort zone.

But trust me when I say, just do it. Nobody regrets after a work out.

“You can’t go back and change the beginning but you can start where you are and change the ending.” – C. S. Lewis


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