How did I get my toned abs in 13 days?

Last Sunday I posted a half naked photo of me on my instagram. Okay, half naked sounds so exaggerating LOL. (so much for attention, May?) I posted a photo of me showing off my toned abs.

This photo!

This photo! (took on 25th August 2013

I also posted it to close friends on Path and got the attention. (yeah you all know I’m an attention whore) however I am seriously delivering a message here.

I am fed up with people complaining about their bodies. If you are not happy with your body, change it!!! If you are too lazy and lacking of motivation and using thousands of excuses, then DON’T COMPLAIN!

Here’s an important note: I am not achieving to be skinny. So if you think I’m not skinny enough to show off my body then you can go to hell. This is the body that I want. I am happy with my body now.

My colleague commented “Yeah you lost a lot of weight but your ass is still big.” WTF? I like my ass! I see my ass as an asset rather than a liability!

Problem?

Problem? Photo was taken on May 2010.

That’s my ass and I LOVE IT!

I love being curvy and sexy, thus I don’t starve myself. And I remind you all to enjoy life, embrace everything life offers, including the delicious food but learn about SELF CONTROL.

I have started to do sit-ups 100 times a day from 1st January 2013 because it is my new year’s resolution to change my body to the way I wanted.

From 1st march 2013, I realized it wasn’t enough so I started to do 150 sit-ups and some push-ups and start the morning run. But the most important thing: I started to watch what I eat. What do I mean by “watch what I eat”? I tried to eat less carbs and more vitamins. I drink banana-strawbery-bluebrry-kiwi-yoghurt smoothies for my dinner for weekdays (but seriously failed most of the times) and then went food fiesta on weekends. The fiesta of course not total pigging out but I eat good food, the food I love like sushi and sushi and sushi… Hahahaha! Sometimes I go for Buffet too! You see I still post foodies on my instagram, it was probably my weak moments.

However, I lose weight bits by bits. During 5 months I had lost 2.5kgs. That’s what I like, I don’t suffer from hardcore diet, I still enjoy life and I lose weight. All I have to do is just watch what I eat and control myself.

And then August comes, and it’s time for MAYO DIET! What is Mayo Diet? Read more about diet mayo from my post last year. Yes, this diet is a detox diet that makes you lose 5-7 kilos but only allowed to be done once a year.

I’ve known this diet since my college year but I’ve never completed it because I was skinny back then, I never struggle with weight problems until my mid-twenties.

However, the most amazing thing happened. This mayo diet makes your body release the fats through urine (yes you pee a lot) and all the hard work I’ve done since new year paid of!! My abs muscle shows up! During my mayo diet, almost all my fats I used to gather on my belly is gone and there it is, the sexy muscle that’s been hiding all along. Come out, you!

Never get tired to see the great muscle no matter how many times I see it. :p

Never get tired to see the great muscle no matter how many times I see it. :p

If you are not a big fan of exercises, you probably will have the flat belly too but not as ripped as mine. But I’ve always been dreaming of ripped abs forever. (I had it once too when I was 19 years old — 200 sit-ups a day for 4 months and morning run) Okay lahhh my abs hasn’t even close to be a ripped abs, but seriously it’s PRETTY AWESOME!

But let me tell you something,

MAYO DIET IS NOT EASY.

You will find yourself hallucinating about eating cheeseburger, I even had so many dreams about indomie! I’m serious. You are physically full but psychologically starved. Because you are craving for MSG and SALT.

And one more thing, You must clear up your social schedule for two weeks for this diet. I did. You have no idea how hard it is to blow of Ramen invitation, sushi invitation. etc. And don’t tempt yourself! Don’t go out to shopping malls or crowds, it’ll make you want to buy food! Stay at home, watch TV, do crafts, or whatever. Put your diet as your TOP priority. Trust me, life is easier with sorted priorities.

If you can’t commit to the diet for 2 weeks, THEN DON’T DO IT!!! Because the ruined mayo diet will make your weight even more than before. Don’t commit if you can’t do it.

Yesterday Bandi and I were discussing about why we were doing this diet. What motivated us and when to stop. (Bandi does the diet together with me btw)

I told him I will stop when I lose the fats on my thigh and that is why I’ve been doing squats everyday and why I keep running (and thank god I love running). I told him not to worry because I won’t lose my curve (Bandi loves curvy girls) because I love my curve too and the only thing that motivates me is because I’m competitive with myself. I like to challenge myself and see how it turned out.

So, I have been showing off my abs, and I have shared my mayo diet secret, what is the purpose of this post?

This is to motivate you, to inspire you that…

YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR BODY THE WAY YOU WANT TO!

Oh god knows how much I love food! I live to eat! But I can learn how to do self-control and if I can, you can too!

I don’t remember how many times I cursed, “Fuck this shits, I don’t care if I’m fat!” and then go binge-eating on McDonald’s but then I inhaled all the guilt and the shame and bounced back.

I’m not saying that being fat is not good. It is okay to be fat as long as you are comfortable with it. If you don’t like dieting of exercising, THEN STOP COMPLAINING YOU’RE FAT!

Was I comfortable being fat? NO.

Yes, it’s an honest answer. NO.

Let me show you the photo when I was fat:

Photo taken on May 2012 on Halong Bay Vietnam.

Photo taken on May 2012 on Halong Bay Vietnam.

I’m not comfortable and I hate it. I won’t talk crap about being fat is unhealthy and I exercise to be healthier and all the shits. NO! I exercise to have a ripped abs, for vanity, not for health. Health is a bonus!

Don’t be hypocrite. NOBODY GOES TO GYM TO BE HEALTHY (Unless you’re 40 years old uncle with heart problem), THEY GO TO GYM TO HAVE A GOOD BODY! So you will be comfortable being naked or in bikini.

I deserve this abs!

After millions of sit-ups, waking up at 5 am to do the morning run, blowing off Ramen for Berry juice and those horrible 13 days of Mayo diet, I DESERVE TO WEAR TANK TOP and look good on it!

Photo 29-8-13 8 42 00 PM

Focused on the tummy! Photo taken on 29th August 2013, the last day of Mayo Diet.

The AfterMath

I have completed my last diet mayo yesterday. Let me recap for you.

2012 Mayo diet: Lost 5 kgs, then binge-eating and gained 2kg, then started to watch what I eat and lost another 2kg. 2013 Mayo diet: Lost 4 kgs. TOTAL weight loss: 9 kgs. (during 1 year timeline)

Let me tell you something amazing: From the very first time Bandi came back from US until yesterday, he HAS LOST 21 KG’s (during 2.5 years timeline). How awesome is that? He has done mayo diet twice and done regular exercise like football and running. (Even though most of my friend said Bandi lost weight because he couldn’t handle the stress living with me. WTF!)

I will might as well embarrass Bandi too since everything is revealed. Here’s his photo of before and after the never-ending lose-weight journey:

Where did those 20 kilos of fats go?

Where did those 20 kilos of fats go?

I just wanna to tell you that… It’s not easy, and there is no shortcut. You just got to work on it. I guess Bandi didn’t really work hard on it anyway because he barely watched what he ate. He loves food too much. But he did commit for 120 push-ups everyday and regular football and regular run. (But he loves football so it’s like win-win for him)

Enough about him, I don’t want him to steal my thunder. LOL

I usually heard people said it’s impossible for them to lose weight because [insert millions of excuses]. Think again, do you think it really is impossible to get the body you want?

The only thing that separates you from what you want is YOURSELF!

I don't. You should not too!

I don’t. You should not too!

Never give up until you get what you want. If you failed once, TRY AGAIN! Don’t be a wimp! TRY AGAIN until you get what you want!

So, after 13 days of torture, living without salt, what is the first thing I ate this morning? On the day of my freedom?

THIS!

Egg Benedict with no poached egg.

Egg Benedict with no poached egg.

Apparently my super awesome boyfriend didn’t want to waste even one meal to enjoy today so he cooked me Egg Benedict this morning. He’s been talking about wanting to try Egg Benedict for so long and now he said the moment was right. I’m so proud of him that he didn’t break his Hollandaise sauce! (It’s his first time) but however he couldn’t make a poached egg so he replaced it with half-cooked omelette.

It might seem pretty shocking for you but if you’re friend with me on facebook  you’ll know that most of my home-cooked meal was done by Bandi. Yeah, he has passion for cooking and he’s good with it. =)

he loves to cook and I love to eat! What are the odds?! XD

So, what are we having for dinner? Hmm… I’m thinking of Best Ramen in town and Apple Crumble as dessert. And probable chocolate milkshake from Max Brenner. What? Maintain my tummy? Hey! I deserve a food fiesta today! =D And tomorrow, since I’m coming to Bandung!!! Batagor here I come!!! WOOTTTT!

My conclusion is…..

If you feel comfortable with your body, NO WORDS CAN BRING YOU DOWN, even though you’re overweight. If you’re comfortable with that, YOU DON’T NEED TO STARVE OR CHANGE ANYTHING.

But if you’re not comfortable with your body and you need to change it, STOP WHINING AND START EXERCISING!!! A journey of thousand miles begin with first step. Start the little step today, no matter how little.

It’s not about how fast you lose weight, it’s about how much you want it. NEVER GIVE UP! Hey it took me one year to have the body I want, don’t pressure yourself, take it slow. Nothing good comes instantly. It’s all hard work. =)

P.S. DRINK MORE WATER! =) If you need to ask anything I’ll be glad to answer! email me or ping my LINE. =)

P.P.S. Bandi is no longer Mr. Grumpy now that he can eat salt again. Yaiy!

P.P.P.S Quick link to may Diet Recipe here –> Diet Mayo.

Cheers,

May, The lucky bitch with awesome abs.

The one thing that we took for granted

This past two weeks, I’ve learned a very valuable lesson which I want to share it with everyone.

There is one thing that I always took for granted, that I didn’t really care about, because I always thought I was a wonderwoman, made of steel. And now, I really REALLY understand how I was wrong for taking it for granted.

It’s the health.

I’m not a super healthy person, I do get sick once in a while like coughing, gastric, ulcer and stuff, but usually I didn’t really take it seriously. I would just went to doctor, drink the meds for a day or two and I would be healthy again in no time.

On 31st May, I got a high fever, 38,9 degrees to be exact. (I think the last time I had fever was when internet wasn’t invented. Haha) I was even hallucinating during my fever. I was sent home from office by my company driver and I went to bed straight and got blurry for the next 24 hours. Bandi took care of me and I got better the next day. Again, I took it for granted and went crazy on World Street Food Congress, not to mention followed by McDonald’s the next day.

Six days after the fever, I felt uneasy on my body so I went to doctor again and the doctor said I might have caught some kind of virus. This virus caused me so much trouble! I got Faringitis (radang tenggorokan) that was very serious I lost my voice, the virus also made me cough some blood and I felt tired all the time til I had to stop my daily sit-ups (which I started since 1st January this year and unbreakable! Hiks. pencitraan dulu dong.)

However, now… 14 days since the fever I’m still sick! (WTF)

I have been eating right, drinking enough water, resting well and yet, still am sick. Bandi happened to catch my virus too and even though he had been trying so hard to avoid it, the first thing happened after we were back from our proposal trip was… he got a high fever.

(what’s this supposed to mean, universe? He’s rarely sick and the first thing happened after he proposed to me is falling sick?! Whaaaatttt)

Anyway, we’ve been miserable this week. We couldn’t eat good food, we couldn’t talk a lot and the worse, we couldn’t make out! (OH NO!)

I have been juicing Strawberries, blueberries, kiwis and bananas, eaten apple everyday and even drank raw honey! And nothing to seem working out. We’re still miserably coughing, sneezing and the throat is still sore. =(

Yesterday I went to the doctor again, for the third time! (Guess third time really is a charm.) The doctor gave me another round of antibiotics. I kept swearing in my mind…

Oh how I wish I didn’t take my health for granted.

Oh I promise to always take care of my health, not to eat anything I want anymore. Waaaaaaaaaaa!! I’m so sick of being sick!!!

I swear I will change my lifestyle! I swear!

I really do understand that now that being healthy is indeed the most important thing of all. SERIOUSLY!

No matter how much free time you have, or how much money you have or if you’re in Maldives at the moment, it won’t mean anything and it won’t feel good unless you’re healthy.

Oh I will seriously start to take care of my health and not to take it for granted anymore! I sweeeeaaar!!!

(insert any Line Character’s exaggerating crying sticker)

Today, thankfully, I feel much better. And you know what I want? I want to eat chocolate! Geez! But somehow I controlled myself not to eat it (at least for the next two weeks).

I really need to recover fully and back to be healthy and to be a wonderwoman again. =)

For those who happen to stumble on this post, this is a reminder to eat healthy and stay healthy!!!

Cheers,

May, will stop being sick and resume being awesome.

P.S. Beside the good news I shared with my maid of honor, I also happened to share my virus. LOL.

The reason why I will never be full again.

I am a dramatic person. I remember the moment I first ran on a running track and the feeling of freedom I felt. It was at Sabuga, Bandung, around 5 pm. I ran and I felt like flying. I loved the feeling how the wind breezed through my hair and my face and how the world moved faster. I fell in love with running instantly. There was only one problem, I couldn’t even finish one lap of running. Yep, the first time I started to run, I couldn’t even finish one lap.

However I ran more often and regularly. The running span increased slowly until I finally ran about 6-8 laps per run. I wasn’t a long distance runner back then in Indonesia because running on a track (or on a treadmill) is quite boring, until I moved to Singapore and started running on the street. Yep, in Singapore you can run ANYWHERE. I am serious, ANYWHERE.

So I planned a running track with Bandi, (Oh I sweear to god I probably will break up with him if he doesn’t love running, because it is a huge deal breaker for me!) from only 5 kilos run until the two digits run, like 12 kilos or 15 kilos. The running track usually ends at the eating place or famous hawker center, because what would you do after a long run if it wasn’t eating, right?

Then we registered for a half marathon (21 kilos run – for those who don’t know what it is) this December and we planned a comprehensive training for the big day. We run every weekend morning and sometimes on weekdays after work. I was so excited preparing for the marathon, I didn’t know too much running can kill me.

I started to feel the pain on my right foot. I let it rest a couple of days, when it felt a little better, I ran again. I kept pushing myself until one morning I couldn’t step my foot on the floor because it was too painful. So I went to Chinese medical practitioner and also western doctor and I even did an x-ray because I was so paranoid about my foot.

Then the saddest thing happen. I can’t run anymore. At least for the next three months. Both the Chinese doctor and the western doctor said the same thing. Yes I was so paranoid about my foot, I asked from two opposite opinions. I did physiotherapy with the Chinese practitioner from my doctor’s recommendation twice every week and the foot got better. They still insisted that I can’t go for my marathon.

It broke my heart. Really.

This sounds so silly but I must finish the marathon, must touch my finish line. Are there a reason why I must finish my marathon? Probably not a specific reason, but I feel like if I finished the marathon, it proves the girl who couldn’t even finish one lap of running that NOTHING is really impossible. I owe that girl the truth.

So, yeah… last Sunday I woke up on 4 am in the morning, brushed my teeth, put on my marathon shirt and went to the starting line at Sentosa. The atmosphere was exciting, deliberating and something new for me.

The flag off was on 6:30 in the morning, and after 4 hours of constant pain, I finally touched the finish line. Let me tell you what I was thinking during the race.

1 km: Exciting! exciting!

2 km: Shit! I wanna pee! (Thank god then I found a toilet nearby)

3 km: Keep on running! So fun!

4 km: Can’t wait to see the finish line!

5 km: Yaiy! Running to Universal Studios! Maybe can take some photos. (yeah I did take photos in front of bumblebee)

6 km: Whoa! There’s a Shrek’s Fairy Godmother cheering on us! So damn cute!

7 km: Ok, let me walk for a while… Afterall this is USS! (yeah, it was fun to see around USS in the morning)

8 km: (I asked Bandi to run ahead and don’t wait up for me)

9 km: Start to run again, more slowly. (Come out from USS) Where’s the H2O stop? Water… water…

10 km: Where’s the medic? I need some muscle ointment…

11 km: Holy Shit! Only half way to go? THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!

12 km: Water… Water… (in this point, I have to run on the highway from Sentosa to Marina Bay, that’s about 4 kilos)

13 km: Shit! I’m so gonna quit the next time I see medic. (I start to walk again)

14 km: Don’t quit now, May! You’ve run this far!!!

15 km: NO WAY I’m gonna make it. I can’t feel my toes!!! MEDIC MEDIC!!!

16 km: Quit or not? Quit or not? There’s a medic! (I approach the medic, not to quit, but only asking for ointment, then I sat for a while)

17 km: I DON’T CARE. I will just walk until the finish line! I CAN’T FEEL MY FEET!!!

18 km: Come on, May! Run a little bit!

19 km: (I was sprawled on the curb of the road somewhere near Raffles. A man sat beside me and said, “OH WHYYY AM I DOING THIS TO MY BODY?”) I laughed, got up, and walked again.

20 km: ONE MORE FREAKING KILOS, MAY!!!!

21 km: 100 meters to go!!! I’M FREAKING TOUCHING THE FINISH LINE!

21.1 km: I DID IT BEEYAAATTCCHHHH!!!!

marathon

I must blurred out the picture because I printscreened it illegally from the web. I should’ve bought it for $18 but I will use my Europe funds as an excuse of being cheap.

So YEAH I DID IT!!! 21 FREAKING KILOS! And I’m so gonna do it again next year. =)

After the marathon, I went out lunch with friends to the all you can eat BBQ restaurant, and I could never be full. It seemed like after the marathon I turned into a girl who is always hungry. After that I went home, sleeping like dead for four hours and Bandi woke me up to go to movies (because apparently my two insensitive friends bought me a movie tickets knowing that I was tired like hell). I didn’t even bothered to dress up. I went to the movies like this!!!

pajamas

I wore Bandi’s sweater for sleeping, a pajamas bottom, pair of socks, and put on any shoes I saw. And when I reached the mall, I was looking for some food. I will never be full again.

Maybe this is the reason why I ran… So that I can eat endlessly and I will never be full again!

My feet were so sore I literally couldn’t feel my toes. But anyhow, IT WAS FUN. Participating in the marathon has always been on my to-do list before I die, and now I can cross it. The best part is… I WANNA DO IT AGAIN!

Running hurts. It hurts so good.

Bandi had a lot of fun too and he said he would do 42 kilos next year. Can’t wait to be back on track running again. But right now, let me just sleeeepp………zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz