It's the facts and the four Ds.

Fact: I like to eat.
Fact: I can eat a lot. Way too much.
Fact: I run so I can eat.
Fact: I got carried away and ate too much.
Fact: My pants are getting uh-oh tighter!

So, apparently, you can't exactly eat whatever you want and whatever amount you want even when you are running. Well, maybe if you are running a half marathon EVERYDAY.  But I don't.
If you don't control your eating, the for sure thing is, you are going to get fat. No easier or kinder way or PC way to put it.  Yep. Fat. Chubby chubs. Fat rolls. Muffin tops. Belly bigger than your boobies.

Today, I wore a pair of black pants that I haven't worn in a few months. I almost died!
The best (or stupid) part of it is I wore it for a good entire day to work. I thought, "Oh.. it will stretch out." Yeah right!
Call me delusional. 
I am definitely in denial. 
And I am almost devastated and going into a depression. 

In running matters....
I ran with Paddy on Tuesday. We didn't go too far because she was a bad pacer. She had me going at a high 9 minute to low 10 min/mile for a while. Too fast, too early, too much. 
My shins are feeling funky. I don't think it is shin splints. But it hurts when I walk. So, I am going to lay off the running this week and do weight training and probably throw in a few cycling sessions or something.

And yes, I'll lay off the ice cream too!

Question to you: How do you find the right balance when it comes to food and exercise? I don't want to diet and eat too few carbs and feel like my legs are shackled with steel thingys when I run. 

25 facts on 25th Post

Yay! This is my 25th post and to celebrate this little milestone, I shall share 25 random facts about me. But first, this is today's workout.

I planned on doing a run-bike-elliptical combo today. I was over-zealous and hopped on whatever I can find when I arrived at the gym. I started with the bike for 5 miles which took 18:17 minutes @ 16.5mph. Then, I jumped onto the treadmill and attempted to be Speedy Gonzales. I almost fell flat because I overestimated myself, not realizing that my legs turned into Jell-O. I laughed at myself and then called myself a ditzy klutz. I didn't go too fast after that.  Then, I left, and realized after I drove off that I didn't do the 3rd part to that combo.  O0ps!

If you haven't got enough of me yet, here are 25 facts about myself.

1. I am Singaporean...
2. who came to the U.S. when I was 21.
3. From West Palm Beach, I chose to transfer to college in Ruston, Louisiana because it is supposed to be peach-city.
4. I finally have a best friend when I was about 21 years old.
5. I like bananas that are still somewhat green.
6. I like to label things/shelves/pantry.
7. I dance while driving to keep me awake.
8. I ate road kill once.
9. I used to be deathly scared of dogs.
10. Lately, I have quit wearing high heels so they'll have plenty of rest to run however many miles I have planned for them.

Now, you wanna share a random fact or two about yourself with me?