Friday, June 18, 2010

Pleasures of Appetite

It has been about two weeks now. I simply have no appetite to eat. I got hungry... then I'll just eat whatever available to stave off the hunger. Hubby said, "nasi habis juga sepinggan"... hehehe... Of course I can eat a plate of rice. I just don't enjoy it the way I should. Sigh! It's no fun like that. Now I truly appreciate the desire and pleasure of enjoying our food.

Since I got no appetite to eat, I don't cook. When I tapau food for lunch, I'll probably eat it at 2 or 3 when I can't stand the hunger anymore. If I'm not really hungry, I'll just eat a few bite and can't finish my meal. I wonder if this will make me lose weight. If it does, at least there's something positive out of it. But I don't think my metabolism rate will be very cooperative.

From what I know about dieting and losing weight, if we starve ourselves, our body will be in preservation mode where metabolic rate slows down and fat burning will be slow too. Despite eating afterward, the metabolic rate will still be in preservation mode just in case that's the only meal we could have for a long period. It will return to normal fat burning rate if we have consistent meal at consistent time for a certain time and this will differ from person to person.

So will I lose weight after two weeks? Hmm... I don't believe I will. Though now all I care is about getting my appetite back. I want to want-to-eat something.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

What Is So Special About World Cup?

World Cup is here. What does the World Cup means to you? Probably most feels some kind of attachment to a certain team but I know of a girl friend who just like to watch handsome man running around in shorts hehehe... I'm not really a football fan. I couldn't care less about 22 men chasing a ball like their life depended on it. Nonetheless, World Cup season is special to me for a reason.

I'm reminded of the days when hubby and I were still just good friends. We watched the game on TV in the comfort of our separate living room and chatted on IM about the game. Despite not really caring about football, I humored hubby while we chatted so I'd know what he was talking about. That was 4 years ago. That means now it's the 2nd World Cup that we're together :) I don't really have a team that I rooted for. It's just fun watching hubby getting excited about the game.

God willing, if we live a long life, we'd probably have 7 or 8 World Cup more in our life. It certainly is an interesting way of measuring life and relationship isn't it?