Week 3 Log

Over the days at camp, I write about the day on book. So here I am rewriting it on this blog here...
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Week 3, Day 1, 14 feb 2005
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Walk 1: Dunno sia
Walk 2: Just walk loh I just know it's fast...

A tough day it is. Slept late in the morning and miss my walk as I booked in late last night. Made up for it by having it in the afternoon... My secret training was nearly found out haha... I've decided to put exercise at the top of my priority list, and missed out on time for errands, like cutting hair and buying dri-fit vests.

Alas, for not cutting my hair, got fucked loh... Then, later during the usual PT walk for Mon-Wed-Fri, it was a pretty nice experience.

I brisked walked at a faster pace than usual, Got to take over a certain Sgt Song and the advocator of this compuslory PT, some retired Major. WOW HEHE...

That Sgt Song is a fat person. Always talking about stuff I really hate to hear:

1) Saying about the main thing in marathons is just, endurance, and he says he can prove it. Then how the hell is a marathon gonna mean, when you seem to be running, yet in actual fact, just jogging at a pace silghtly slower than a brisk walker??!!

2) He has been saying that he wants to lose weight, but his diet is more disappointing than what I ate before I started training. And even invitations to get him to the gym during teabreaks and lunches are oh so impossible.

I really hate this kind of people. 'Wayang' would be the best army term to describe them.

But the brisk walk had a fallback: my Hip flexors are sore, so are my balls and toes of my feet. Signs of shin splints are also showing up...

Tried out the gyms avaiable in the camp.

1st one's the gym in ATC, next to the stadium. Requires booking of the key, small, but it has the usual machines for isolation leg exercises. 2nd gym is in 46 SAR, and it sure is big. And new. And modern.

1st gym was really a hassle, so I gave a try for the second one. 4 ppl only booked in for the day at that time, and all fit-zhai (super fit) one.

The machines were all cables, catered to the intermediate ppl. There is a squats machine, lifts, lats, calf, crossover, chest.

All wired up. It's just so difficult to create the correct range of motion for each rep. Guess I have to re-record the weights again next workout.

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Week3, Day 2, 15 Feb 2005
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Walk 1: 9.2 km/hr (5.26miles/hr)
Walk 2: Dunno again

Yesterday's noon walk got me sunburnt. Deltoids are pretty sore too: it's been a long time since I used the lat machine. Anyway, I took half day off in the afternoon, and did the walk at home. Was scared I'll be late for book in, so I took a half hearted walk away from my home in the first half, and brisked walked back home.

What resulted was a half hearted walk that ended in 25 mins.

In other news, the cook house food is getting too difficult to control. Servings are too much to see, so I just returned to 3 square meals. Until I don't feel hungry of course.

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Week 3, Day 3, 16 Feb 2005
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Walk 1: 6km/hr (3.75miles/hr)
Walk 2: 9km/hr (5.6 miles/hr)


Tough day again. Got rapped by fellow bunkmate James for scurrying like a rat iin the dark. Because I wake one hour earlier than them, I guess I really harassed their sleep patterns. But in the first place, I was the one who makes the effort to wake up and get fit. Jame's obese too.

So screw them.

Anyways, new Sergeant comes, and more thorough jobs done. Really sweated it out over this one, climbing up and down trucks, pumping up the cabin and such. By then, I'm more smellier than ever, and houseflies LOVE ME.

PT walk was an attention thriller. The sergeant, once again, did a slow jog, but this time, he upped the tempo. Managed to beat me by two rounds, before he went slow again, and I caught up with him as always. I hear the people on the sides, who just rested from jogging 6 rounds, saying,

"Wah lau, no matter how the Sergeant Jog, Ziting's walking pace still catch up with him."

That feeling was great. Sure sure, it sounds like Ziting is conceited in brisk walking. But seriously, it felt like a competition, and that feeling of "winning the race" is just so great.

Obviously, the ones resting have noticed the sergeant, and me, who is slugging out for the fastest of all in half an hour.

When I caught up with him, Sgt Song finally stopped and was huffing his way to the washroom... hahaha...


Today is Junk food day. I went for the Yu Sheng dinner with my relatives. Despite attempts to limit my food intake, my relatives were really frowning, when they saw that I was two dishes slower. So they had me munching up the rest of the day.

Oh yeah, I have dizzy spells upon exiting the camp. Delayed meals maybe?

Oh yeah, I ate a box of unwanted takoyaki.

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Week 3, Day 4, 17 Feb 2005
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Walk 1: 5.8 km/hr
Walk 2: 6 km/hr

Lethargic day, yeah, I slept late again... because of the blardy stand by bed that was imposed last night... and it was a fake.

Walks were taken in the evening, and at night.

Realised that normal speed for this week is @~ 5-6 km/hr. That is like 3++ miles/hr. Need to have at least 4++ miles to make an effective exercise...

Got caught for the first time, sleep during office hours. Lucky never kanna extra.

Tried to book the gym keys for the small gym. Yeah, the small gym that has the standard equipment... Only open from 8-5pm. have to give it a try tmr during lunch...

Today is really a Endorphin-filled day for me. Basically, I was smiling throughout the day, nope, no downs, except for the part that Sgt caught me. Lame jokes and pranks can make me ROFL anytime...

Pants are getting suprisingly looser and looser. The Giordano Jeans that I have at the last Prom Night, was drooping off without any belt. Last time I could not wear Hang Ten Jeans, not even the largest size. Now I could. although it's size 38. Now I've got the kick to try on the tight army XL shorts. It was damn tight last time, even though I wore it in my best shape during BMT.

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Week 3, Day 5, 18 Feb 2005
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It's the usual, except for the fact I booked in at the small gym. The ways of the military politics is here again... took me half an hour to get into the gym. I guess it's not possible to go to this gym. The importance of having to go to only one gym is again proven. Tried 50 KG on the knee extensions and realised I can't do it. The 50kg here and the 50kg there are different? haiz... weights pattern is disrupted again.


Ok, that's all about a week in army camp...