It is only upon entering the place did I realize how huge it was. It was stocked with a juice bar, a healthy cafe, four studios on the ground floor (with potentially more below), a wide locker area, shower rooms, and an unsurpassed view of Sentosa.
The studio I was assigned to, unfortunately, was the cheapo KFit user studio so NO VIEW FOR ME. My only view was people's asses and people doing yoga poses with varying faces of pain.
Still. I should have taken an ootd against the prettier yoga studio. Goddammit Nicole.
I booked two yoga lessons yesterday night because I thought I was up for it. But in the middle of the night, my sneaky monthly friend came and ruined my shorts. And hence, hot yoga today was fucking torturous because I had to bear through cramps while doing yoga at 10am in the morning.
But the lesson was punishing. The beginning was pretty simple, the instructor would come around to personally correct our positions. She was precise, she was (a little overly) chatty and she really likes the squat position. Lucky me!
Towards the end, my cramps came like Napoleon and conquered every land they saw. In a span of ten minutes they covered my stomach in raging contractions, my kitty in cramp flames and my legs in involuntary spasms.
But try as they might they will NEVER FORCE ME TO LEAVE A YOGA CLASS EARLY. NEVER. I stuck it out to the end like a bored, housewife and DAMMIT AM I PROUD.
Suffering at home now sob.
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Baby was extremely sweet today because intending to have breakfast with me. In the end, we ended up running late for class so he made me tabao food to the studio instead. And the rest of my day continues from above.
After the class, my cramps raised hell and finally I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to wait for him to Vivo to head down to Sentosa as we planned, but my stomachache got so bad that I ended up taking a bus home while he worriedly rushed over.
When he reached, I was okay after painkillers so I asked for coconut ice cream and he bought it (YOU ARE THE ENABLER BABY) and so it is no surprise that after our movie ended, I was doubling back in pain and misery.
We made our way home for painkillers and panadols, since his headache conveniently came the same time my cramps did. He tried to sleep but I kept pouncing on him and trying to snuggle next to him even though my sister's bed was open.
He was so cute hehe, I'd tell him I'll go after he kissed and hugged me. And he was so lazy to turn that he made this huge effort to swing his arm over to me but instead of hugging me as intended, the arm ended up slapping my shoulder hehehe SO CUTE.
Also he'd push me away with every hug/ kiss he gave :(
In the end I promised him I would sleep on my sister's bed if he held my hand. So he did, morbidly saying we could die like this. And then he uttered his last words, "Baby.. I love you. I'll meet you on the other side."
And I angrily got off my bed to pounce on him and he looked at me, bewildered, exclaiming, "Didn't I tell you to meet you there? Why you still here?"
SO CUTE MY DARLING MAN.
Second choice for his last words:
"I never liked musicals.. I like them only for you."
This is our longest running private giggle because when we first knew each other, I told him I liked theatre shows, and that one day I want to catch Cats, Phantom of the Opera and Les Mis. And he solemnly agreed and said he supported local theatre and that he once went to watch one alone.
He admitted later that's a lie and he can't stand theatre WHAT A LIAR!.
But anyway, I fell asleep and woke up in screaming agony. Baby was asleep till he heard me pound the wall with my fist and he rushed next to me and held my head as my mum gave him the medication to press onto my stomach.
My pains didn't subside and neither did my cries so my mum kept coming in to ask what exactly I ate to cause this and my traitor man piped up, "Oh she ate ice cream just now," to which my mum naturally exploded.
She left the room and I smacked him for betraying me and he had the cutest comeback.
"I don't know what happen. I left her alone for 5 minutes then when I came back, she gave me the coconut husk with just the peanuts left. I asked her what happened to the ice cream and she said, 'dropped .'"
But he said it in Chinese (he always does this when imagining talking to my family) and the ending part was, "wo wen ta ice cream zai na li, ta jiang 'diao'"
GODDAMMIT I CAN LOVE THIS MAN FOREVER.
And I started laughing and the pain softened and God I love this man.
Please, please, please let me have him forever.
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