The Hell with Tanita
Not the product you understand... Just the circumstance...
Of course there is a story behind all this...
One day, M (my gym trainer) and I were doing one of our normal marathon chat/training sessions when he got on the subject of grateful clients. Apparently, M gets very touched when his clients write him long letters or texts of appreciation. As a university professor, I've been a recipient of many which until now I hold oh-so-close to my heart so I could empathize very well. Not that I wrote him a letter. Just my usual crazy texts when he does anything touching.
However, I will make an exception today due to special circumstance.
Would you like to know?
I weighed myself at the Tanita today. Third time since I've signed up with him. And Good Lord! One for the Guiness Book of Impossible Coincidences! I weighed exactly the same in my first, second, and current Tanita readings. You have to understand, Tanita measures body fat, muscle mass, and I don't know what else. Let me assure you, it measures several things. And I all weigh exactly the same for all three readings spanning 5 months. UP TO THE F***ING DECIMAL POINT.
It's unbelievable. We were quite flabbergasted I tell you. The second could've been a fluke. But a third? And exactly THE SAME? How can it be? I've grown bigger. In muscle, I mean. Everybody says so. Bigger shoulders, cuts in my back, and stuff I can't write here. And the Tanita says no change?
UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE!...
So he says he's magpapakalasing tonight. He's an achiever. Or maybe overachiever would be more accurate. Best Trainer Awardee. Apparently, he's shattered by my lack of progress. I would laugh if I weren't so puzzled myself.
So here's a letter I thought I wouldn't write to my dear, dear Sensei...
Dearest Pare...(yes, that's how we address each other.. and now I will have to forget about you dear reader and think of my Sensei...)
Dearest Pare....
There's a lot of things I've learned lately with work. And one of them is never to forget to look at the big picture.. the bottomline...
I know the Tanita numbers are just so unfuckingbelievable. I KNOW I've changed and yet the Tanita says not. And because we both are the overachievers we are, we both can't help the frustration and disappointment. If i were just to take it at face value, I would think that the past 5 months have all been a waste of time... But fortunately, am not as stupid as that.
The fucking hell with the Tanita...I didn't sign up for Fitness First for that, you remember? I got into FF because the stress was crushing me. I needed some kind of vent. And P wasn't that. HE ended up adding to my stress with his chauvinistic views.
I transferred to you because you were a stranger. I didn't know I was finding a male version of me. Or am I the female version of you?
You surprised me. I didn't think you had a brain behind your pretty face. I laughed when I learned you were cum laude in UP. I wasn't even cum laude. Just a regular grad.
I guess a lot of girls look at you because of your looks. I've seen it. But you only became gwapo to me when you displayed your know-how of your field and your kind heart. Yep, you're a lot of despicable things but you have a heart of gold.
It's not many people who can bear with me when I'm being spastic. And YOU know how out-of-this-world I can be. You've suffered through so many of my moods. Vented on you from pressure at the office. I would be pleasant to everybody but all my negativity, I poured it all onto you. I've provoked you and riled you. I even got under your skin once, didn't I? Oh yes, I am awful to you...
And yet... you always give me time beyond what you had to give.
Funny. You were the first person I texted when I got holdupped, when I was in the emergency room of FEU, and when I was in tears from fighting with Tae. You were also the person to finally get me to see Dead.
I don't know when I started thinking of you as my friend.
You help me carry the world on my shoulders.... You keep me sane...
Domo Arigatou, Kaonajimi...
I know we can do it. I get a rush of pure adrenaline whenever I carry my 50 kilos in deadlifts and squats.
Two overachievers like us can beat a scale, can't we? Four weeks... Just that...
And then I get my huge teddy bear... ^^
Of course there is a story behind all this...
One day, M (my gym trainer) and I were doing one of our normal marathon chat/training sessions when he got on the subject of grateful clients. Apparently, M gets very touched when his clients write him long letters or texts of appreciation. As a university professor, I've been a recipient of many which until now I hold oh-so-close to my heart so I could empathize very well. Not that I wrote him a letter. Just my usual crazy texts when he does anything touching.
However, I will make an exception today due to special circumstance.
Would you like to know?
I weighed myself at the Tanita today. Third time since I've signed up with him. And Good Lord! One for the Guiness Book of Impossible Coincidences! I weighed exactly the same in my first, second, and current Tanita readings. You have to understand, Tanita measures body fat, muscle mass, and I don't know what else. Let me assure you, it measures several things. And I all weigh exactly the same for all three readings spanning 5 months. UP TO THE F***ING DECIMAL POINT.
It's unbelievable. We were quite flabbergasted I tell you. The second could've been a fluke. But a third? And exactly THE SAME? How can it be? I've grown bigger. In muscle, I mean. Everybody says so. Bigger shoulders, cuts in my back, and stuff I can't write here. And the Tanita says no change?
UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE!...
So he says he's magpapakalasing tonight. He's an achiever. Or maybe overachiever would be more accurate. Best Trainer Awardee. Apparently, he's shattered by my lack of progress. I would laugh if I weren't so puzzled myself.
So here's a letter I thought I wouldn't write to my dear, dear Sensei...
Dearest Pare...(yes, that's how we address each other.. and now I will have to forget about you dear reader and think of my Sensei...)
Dearest Pare....
There's a lot of things I've learned lately with work. And one of them is never to forget to look at the big picture.. the bottomline...
I know the Tanita numbers are just so unfuckingbelievable. I KNOW I've changed and yet the Tanita says not. And because we both are the overachievers we are, we both can't help the frustration and disappointment. If i were just to take it at face value, I would think that the past 5 months have all been a waste of time... But fortunately, am not as stupid as that.
The fucking hell with the Tanita...I didn't sign up for Fitness First for that, you remember? I got into FF because the stress was crushing me. I needed some kind of vent. And P wasn't that. HE ended up adding to my stress with his chauvinistic views.
I transferred to you because you were a stranger. I didn't know I was finding a male version of me. Or am I the female version of you?
You surprised me. I didn't think you had a brain behind your pretty face. I laughed when I learned you were cum laude in UP. I wasn't even cum laude. Just a regular grad.
I guess a lot of girls look at you because of your looks. I've seen it. But you only became gwapo to me when you displayed your know-how of your field and your kind heart. Yep, you're a lot of despicable things but you have a heart of gold.
It's not many people who can bear with me when I'm being spastic. And YOU know how out-of-this-world I can be. You've suffered through so many of my moods. Vented on you from pressure at the office. I would be pleasant to everybody but all my negativity, I poured it all onto you. I've provoked you and riled you. I even got under your skin once, didn't I? Oh yes, I am awful to you...
And yet... you always give me time beyond what you had to give.
Funny. You were the first person I texted when I got holdupped, when I was in the emergency room of FEU, and when I was in tears from fighting with Tae. You were also the person to finally get me to see Dead.
I don't know when I started thinking of you as my friend.
You help me carry the world on my shoulders.... You keep me sane...
Domo Arigatou, Kaonajimi...
I know we can do it. I get a rush of pure adrenaline whenever I carry my 50 kilos in deadlifts and squats.
Two overachievers like us can beat a scale, can't we? Four weeks... Just that...
And then I get my huge teddy bear... ^^
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