Spunkymonkee

As George would probably say himself, rest in fuckin’ peace!

I’ve completed 3 months of Bikram Yoga.

Words cannot describe how passionate I am about my practice. Of course, there have been day where I lose my concentration, fall out of an asana, got lazy and didn’t go all the way when I should have, hated the heat, and days where I simply decided to sleep in.

I am slowly building strength, since I have been blessed with a pretty decent level of flexibility.

The weight is coming off, my body is slowly toning up. I survived a mild heat rash, some angry pimples (now they appear on my chin, due to the Locust Pose), learned how NOT to hyper-extend my knees and to engage my thigh muscles when the teacher says ‘lock the knees’ , learned how to keep my mind calm in the crazy heat and am still trying to get that monkey chatter out of my head when in class.

90minutes of ‘me’ time. Never mind that my belly is sticking out, my hair is in a mess, my sweat is streaming into my eyes each time I round my back and tuck my chin to my chest during Standing Head to Knee.

Some days I feel defeated after a class, especially when I’ve had very little sleep the night before. Most days I come out feeling fantastic.

It used to be about losing weight (I’ve lost about 4kilos so far), now I feel that there’s a lot more to it than vanity.

I would love to be able to attend Teacher Training one day. For now, I’m just going to attend the competition clinics to see what it’s all about.

I’ve extended my membership. This has to be the best money I’ve spent on myself.

This post is not meant to be any more eloquent than a mad monkey tearing around the zoo.

I don’t like coming home and seeing my Havaiana flip flops resting somewhere else other than the last place I put it. Especially on days when the part time maid comes in to clean. This means she’s been wearing them around the house.

OMG, I helped her buy a pair a few months ago. Why does she want to treat my flip flops like HER house slippers?

I left an old pair in the bathroom, so that she may use them when she’s cleaning the bathroom. Are those too old for her?

$%##^$&^#.

There are a few things that she’ not done, and because we’re not home to monitor her. She gets away with a lot. I am learning to be patient. But having someone’s feet wear my flip flops, without asking…

Grrrr!

I must be one of the most clueless bikers around.

In the past two months I’ve had problems starting Bambi, cracked the piston (Gawd knows how THAT happened), changed the spark plug three times. She IS getting on with age, and honestly I am no expert rider so I can’t really ride her to her fullest potential.Attempting to open full throttle makes me feel like I am going to get flung off the bike, no kidding.

I’ve received comments from guys asking why I chose Bambi. Why I went for such an old bike.

You gotta see her to believe her. I love her to bits.

I just hope changing the 2T back to what she was used to will make her run better. She doesn’t seem to like Maxima 927 very much, probably cos I ride her so goddamn slow on the road, can’t help it during the day with all that traffic.

I just want to find my elbow and knee guards so I can take her off road again…

I could watch this over and over again. I love it!

What to do when you have left-over rice in the fridge but no microwave oven? (are we the only household without one? Ellen recently got a toaster so we’re moving along nicely.)

Chicken Bones
3 Potatoes and 3 Carrots (chopped into bite size chunks)
3 Tomato (quartered)
1 Onion (quartered)
1 Clove of garlic
1 small can of mushrooms
Salt to taste
White Pepper (Although I used black, cos we don’t have white..)

First let the chicken bones sit in some hot water, remove the gunk that comes up the the surface and discard water. Add fresh water and start boiling the chicken bones with a clove of garlic. Remove more bit that float to the top if you need to.

Add onions, carrots and potato and let boil. Turn the fire low to simmer and add the can of mushrooms, stock and all. This is something I learned from my mom, she said the ’stock’ that the mushrooms come with gives the soup the extra flavor. Yes it’s full of preservatives but it’s yums!

Tomatoes go in last as they cook really quick, add some salt to taste. Let soup simmer for at least half an hour if you’re in a hurry. I made mine at 2am in the morning, it probably simmered for about an hour or so, turned the heat off and went to bed.

I came home starving after yoga, so I dumped the rice from the fridge into a small pot of soup and lunch is served with some pepper. Don’t forget some chili padi in soy sauce on the side!