Tomorrow I'll be hanging with my head over a bucket..

Went to the gym after 3 months yesterday...my arms are so sore that I could not even push the soap dispenser. To top it all my gym instructor declared (after some very “loud” mental calculation) that I am 2 kgs overweight! I was crushed given that I always thought that my purpose for hitting the gym is not to lose any extra fat (you see- I always believed that I do not have any extra fat to lose) but to get some exercise to build up my stamina. And further still the gym instructor made some signs with his thumb up and fingers curled (indicating that I am piling on all these kgs as a result of excessive drinking). I wanted to strangle him, though all I could manage then was an embarrassed giggle.

What is it with everyone! The other day one of my school friends who I have not met since last August, saw some of my pictures on facebook and called me to let me know that I should cut back on my excessive drinking since all that is directly showing on my face which, according to her (I thought I was looking extremely pretty in those pics..!), was looking bloated.
I mean I just HATE it when people just assume that I am some sot and all I do all day long is drink. And I do not even like drinking…don’t get me wrong, I do have fun while drinking, its just that I don’t like the taste of alcohol.
Let me explain my drinking habits. I love getting drunk when I partying. I enjoy a couple of glasses of white wine when I am out for a nice Italian dinner like to mia cucina or da vinci. I don’t mind a glass of red wine when I am watching a nice flick on a Friday night. But all of the above does not add up to mean that I go to bars or wine shops twice a day to get a daily doze of alcohol! No it just does not mean that.

Ok, I think I have ranted enough. I should get busy now as my colleagues on the left and right side are furtively peeping into my lap-top to figure out what is keeping me so occupied that I have not my mouth in the last 15 mins.

Until then….