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Missing Gym

I used to go to gym three times a week like an insane hungry-for-super-fit-body person and I go there religiously. Seriously religiously. Of course, part of the reason is because I needed to get out and see my friends lah, but overall, it was an obsession that I knew was bordering on uncontrollable. I wake up at 5.30am without complaints (HAH! IMAGINE THAT!) to go to gym for one hour.

Sicko.

Now that I no longer am a member of any gym, the last one was so lauyar that I felt like paying them to get me out, I kind of miss it.

My favorite gym classes are Body Combat, Body Step and RPM.

Body Combat for the angst; Body Step for the bootylicious trainer and RPM for the effing-loads-of-sweating!! RPM is insane!! Now that I don't have all of that, you can safely say that I am slowly rotting away at an age-appropriate level.

The other day, while buying some new Nintendo games for my kids, I saw this Wii game and bought it. It's quite good, really!! I like the Body Combat so far but the Step is a little lame coz...you know lah, the Wii Fit module is so low, don't even feel like I am stepping anywhere at all. The point of Step is to cause intense pain to the lower half of your body and Step doesn't do it with Wii Fit.
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