My Current Obsession

I've been a very good girl these past few weeks, as far as being fit is concerned. I've had zero suppers, run heaps at the stadium and am eating normal portions of food (instead of, um, twice that amount).

But few days ago, I suffered a sports injury - been hobbling around with a sore ankle and had to stop running.

What on earth is going on, you ask? Two words: motivation clothes. This is the name I give to clothes such as the precious Express jeans bought from NYC, champagne-coloured satin cocktail dress from Sydney with a tiny tiny waist and all my clingy Mango tops. Let's face it, they all look gross with a "muffin top" bulge spilling out from the waistline. So, getting in those perfectly are my, um, goals.

Then there's the other kind of motivation clothes: nice running wear in yummy colours. It sounds strange, but I do feel different in them, as compare to running in a ratty old T-shirt and shorts. The "serious" fitness wear makes you want to run faster, run longer - live up to them.

But I have to say the fitness clothes I could find in Singapore are either pricey (because of some allegedly new-age fabric) or unimaginative, or both. Technodrymyass! Feels like I 'm paying more for the swoosh than the actual garment. Anyone knows a good place for such togs?

Next weekend, hopefully I'll be running in the Conrad gym in Hong Kong, coz that's where Boy is doing his Big Shot Shoot. Yeah, and using all of my willpower to stay off its wonderful cuisine. Wish me luck.