Tuesday, January 22, 2019

My Weight Loss Journey 22nd January 2019

Weighted myself in the morning, 104.3kg. Still couldn't go below 103.. what a bummer.

Had Eggs, salad and coffee in the morning.
Lunch I had roast duck with minimal rice and wonton soup.

Went jogging for 30 minutes, brought up the speed to 5,4 miles average. Felt good about it.

Dinner join colleagues to restaurant that order dishes, had minimal rice more meat and vegetables.

Target still maintain to drop down 98kilos by end of January.

Monday, January 21, 2019

My Weight Loss Journey 20th January 2019

Weighed myself this morning, it reads 104.8kg.

For my food and exercise I did yesterday. I had few black coffees during the day.

Breakfast - Omelet without cheese, salads, Siew Mai 3 pieces.

Lunch - Mixed rice with a lot of vege and wonton soup.

Did HIIT following youtube fitness blender channel after work hours.

Had Bak Kut Teh soup for dinner without rice.

Slept about 01:00 am as I was too busy reading comics after finishing my work, should definitely stop this bad habit.

I hope to see better results tomorrow, 103 and below will definitely boost my spirit. My body is sore I should definitely rest better. 

Sunday, January 20, 2019

My Weight Loss Journey 19th January 2019

Started with my weight loss plan 7 days ago, decided to give myself a final push and a closure for myself before my 31st birthday. My weight has been going up steadily since I started working back in 2011 when I was fluctuating around 89-92 kilos until recently when I weighted myself I was at a whopping 109 kilos. I have known that my weight is up and I shy away from the camera from a long time.

My work has taken me to a lot of places and I ate a lot of good food, there're times when I feel like I have overly indulge myself in the richness of food. I had realize my energy level had got down and far from what I used to have, I'm feeling lethargic, mood swings and loss interest in a lot of things that I used to enjoy.

Is time to quit fooling around, and get serious with myself.

For the past 6 days, I swam and jog in the morning and evening for 30 minutes each, I took care of what I ate, trying to do intermittent fasting but I didn't push through the 18 hours mark. Had black coffee and boiled eggs in the morning, lunch will go for mixed rice with balance vegetables and meat cutting down on the rice, dinner I usually skip or I had some Yoghurt or biscuits just to get my attention away from the hunger.

Weight had gone down fast from the initial 109 to 104 kilos. I'm on day 7 right now, and the weight doesn't seem to be coming down as fast, I'm back on site for work, good thing I'm in Penang staying in a nice hotel with proper gym facilities, I ate omelet in the morning without cheese, I go with a clove of butter in my black coffee, and carry on my work until noon 12:00 hours before we break for lunch, I try to do a healthy balance diet looking for mixed rice but choice are quite limited, so I switched to chicken rice sometimes, it was so hard to resist the temptation of rice and noodle but I somehow manage it. I off work at about 1900 hours where I would went back to the hotel either jog or weight exercise, I tried HIIT following a youtube video for the first time yesterday, it was brutal I couldn't complete most of the exercise exactly at the set time like the trainer but I push through it and preserve the whole 20 minutes, afterwards a nice shower and went out for dinner, dinner option I go for wonton soup and that's it.

I hope to see better results tomorrow. 

Tuesday, March 8, 2016


Visited Brussels during the weekend with my fellow training colleagues, took a few pictures as I wondered around the old city. Brussels to me, is much slower in pace, people are more relax here as compared to Germany. Food is great! Love waffles pairing with poached egg and goat cheese at Peck's 47, when coupled with a Hot chocolate it strikes the right chord during the cold winter morning. Love the old city, the history and the vibe, but not a big fan of museum hence I skipped all those and just enjoying the moment roaming mindlessly and people watching.

Peck's 47 - The Cheesy One

Peck 47's - Hot Chocolate
In the airport link, heading towards Gare Du Centraal
Grand Place -Grote Markt during the Night
At Bia Mara Cafe waiting for my Fish Fritters


Beirut, the capital city of Lebanon, not exactly the top destination in my travel bucket list, due to religious tension and unrest, many recent bombings and close proximity with countries that aren't exactly well known for peacefulness and most of the time famous and being in the limelight of media for the wrong reason such as Syria and Israel.

Nevertheless, my job brought me there and being in Beirut is indeed an eye opener and clear off many of my prejudice towards the country. 

It is a very beautiful country facing the Mediterranean Sea and back by mountains.  According to the locals is one of the very few countries that you can actually do both activity of skiing in the Alps and sunbath at the beach.  The pictures speak for itself. 

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Shooting In Tripoli

I was awaken by the sound of an Helicopter and I gazed out the window seeing that metal bird flying all near and close to the ground by the coast, well thinking it was just probably military exercise or some routine work the army was doing, as the days has turn bright and is almost time for work, I got up shower and change for work as usual. 

That morning everything seem to be normal, Zak greeted me like any usual day. On the journey passing through the city of Tripoli, the city market is unusually quiet today, military tanks were occupying spaces that was usually operated by locals for daily business of local produce. Passing through the checkpoint, personnel on duty seems especially strict today asking where we are heading, and why we are here compare to the usual 'Hi, Good morning, have a nice day.' In fact the man power has double. 

Zak seems unease as well for me I felt something did went wrong, but is business as usual in the power plant, and when Zak drop me off, he told me specifically to let him know in advance when I wanted to leave.. I got into the central control room and I saw everyone was staring at the TV so this was what happen yesterday night in Tripoli city...

and I can't believe I just pass by that area few hours after that happened. 

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Can't Believe I'm Here

Source From Internet: Rafic Hariri Airport was Bombed by Israelis in 2006
during the July War between them and Hezbollah 
I wasn't sure what I'm getting into as this was my first time here in Beirut, many times I had been scheduled here but in some ways I escaped due to reason of security or changed of plans, however this time there's no chance of escape I guess, even right till the last day before I fly, I was still hoping for a sudden change in plan, in order not to come as I have heard enough frightening things, Nevertheless, job is still job unless I called it quit. 

I flew 4801 miles from KL to Beirut stopping over in Abu Dhabi, and it took me almost two full days to arrived at my hotel and by that time my mind, body and soul was completely worn out and whatever worries and insecurity didn't matter any longer, as my mind only focus on getting into bed and have a thorough rest.

The moment I got out from the airport, I was picked up by my local point of contact, Zak whom is also my risk/security advisor that I have only been in contact through emails and text messaging prior to my departure, and whom will be with me throughout the period of my project, and his main responsibility was to ensure my safety throughout my stay here in Lebanon. 

Zak is a Lebanese but was raise in Canada which explains his good English minus the Arabic accent, he is 6 ft tall and not well tone but proper built kind of an army guy. A quick introductory and a brief but firm handshake reassuring me I'm in good hands, he quickly guided me to the car park where a Range Rover is waiting, as we journey along from Beirut International Airport towards the Hotel in Tripoli, he then briefed me through security procedures or more like establishing ground rules such as to have my passport with me at all times, fully charged phone and a spare battery and not to leave the hotel premises or plant without him. But he was a nice guy and I wasn't intimidated, I felt it was necessary as it was for my own safety, so I obliged. 

While driving through Beirut and passing through the coastal and city areas, he then brief me through the composition of religions and races here in Beirut and how people are segregated based on religion, what should I do when I meet an army officer, how to differentiate between different arm forces etc. That was a bit overwhelming for me as it was definitely not my standard kind of travel. And every now and then we would pass by some areas and he would say ' I don't mean to scare you, but there was a car bomb went off at this area a few days ago.' or ' This was the place where the militants got shot dead by the army.'  Gosh... was the only word that came out from my mouth. 

In fact Beirut seems like any other major cities to me, but when you pass by some buildings and see clusters of bullet holes on it varies in sizes, burned vehicles by the road shoulder, passing through army check points, having to overtake not one but a few military tanks on the highway, you get this uneasiness and sense that definitely there're something wrong going on here. 

That moment when I check into the Hotel and into my room, I was only glad I finally made it here! and the next few days was to ensure I'm safe until I get home!