Sunday, September 16, 2012

My 1st Week with MILO Running School

Hello there! Hope you all had a great weekend! My week has been  pretty exciting because it was my 1st week with MILO Running School and the 2 classes I've attended so far had been so fun and challenging! :)

Just to give you a brief backgrounder, last June I joined a Fit-Fil (Fit Filipino) Boot Camp and was a part of the Advance Team. It was a 5-week long fitness boot camp wherein we do series of workouts such as pilates, yoga, boxing, crossfit training, a session of krav maga, running, etc. I got to meet a lot of health and fitness advocates who have truly inspired me in pursuing  my journey towards living a healthier lifestyle. Most of them were students and coaches from MILO Running School who have shared their exciting experiences and convinced me to join the next season. So come September, I gave it a shot and enrolled to see what the fuss was all about. :)

Here are my current team mates from the 42k team. 

I was just actually aiming for the 21k Team since most of my runs were only 10k and a step forward would mean just a leap to the 21k distance. However, since most of the ex-fitfil (Advance team) peeps are already with 42k, they somehow convinced me to try it out first. So again, I gave it a shot. So please wish me luck.  :-/

Here are a few photos from our last 2 sessions.

A few pre-run and post-run stretching techniques were taught before we start with the exercises. Even the stretching are pretty tough.

Doing another grueling version of the 4-minute workout with thera-bands tied on our legs. I've tried the other version before since it was taught during the Fit-Fil Bootcamp.

Every after the 4-minute workout, we were asked to run a few lapses.

With my ex-folks from Fit-Fil.

And this is the 4-minute version I'm familiar with. Even if I've been doing this exercise for several times at home, it doesn't make it any easier. :-(

I was supposed to run a half marathon last Saturday morning but due to the heavy rains, the run was cancelled since a few race routes are flooded. I hope they won't schedule it next Sat. since we have a scheduled twin day hike in preparation for our Mt. Apo hike on January.

Running seemed impossible since JR and I were so busy doing errands and taking care of a few stuff yesterday and today.

He had colleagues from China and since they'll be going back to their homeland on Monday, we've decided to bring them to Mall of Asia and take them out for dinner.

We ate at Fish and Co. since all restos are nearly crowded and we haven't tried eating there yet. I know right, poor us.

A photo with the 2 Zhang. They are not related by blood but they happen to have the same name. They are so cool! :)

Our food for the night. :)

The Seafood Platter. 

Seafood Marinara

The Fish and Chips which was a real steal since they have a 50% off Payday Promo for this. 

Hot Fudge Chocolate Cake

Fruit Salad with Vanilla Ice Cream and Chocolate Drizzle

We took JR's colleagues at Kultura since it's one of those places where a tourist can get native products that are "export" worthy. From native bags, to locally made shirts, lambanogs (local wine) and delicacies. I did some shopping for myself too and got a Lemon Grass Tea with Malunggay, Nuts, Unsweetened Banana Chips and Cheese Flavored Camote Chips. 

It was a pretty tiring day and the heavy traffic took much of our time. Good thing was I manage to get a decent 8-hour of sleep and get ready for a busy Sunday.

As you notice, I used the same bag for 2 consecutive days since I've been loving the psychedelic colors and it totally lifts my mood caused by the gloomy weather.

Finally.. after how many years, JR bought a phone for himself. His defective E71 can finally retire. He got a Blackberry Torch 9860 which I believe was the latest release for BB Torch. So far, I'm loving how fast it connects to the internet. Since he has been using a Nokia, I'm doing all the work when it comes to the transfer of all his contacts to his BB. Tough I know. :-/

And we rushed off to Jr's grandson's 1st birthday party at Jollibee Manila, which is quite of a long drive from our place.

I had to eat before we go to the party to refrain myself from eating any fast food.

I had the Chocolate Banana Muffin and Iced Caramel Macchiato Coffee.

Delish and really filling!

And here are a few photos from the party.

While we were at Toy Kingdom, Keifer has been repeatedly telling us how much he wanted the entire cars bedroom set as a Christmas Gift. 

Oh well.. JR promised him we'll get him these as long as he keeps his school grades high. Hmm.. we'll see. This kiddo knows how to bargain.

That pretty much covers my entire week. How was yours?

Well tomorrow's a Monday and it's a start of another busy week. I try to welcome it in a positive way and look forward to all the fun surprises that might come along. Starting the week right beats all kind of negativities. :)

Have a superb week ahead!  

- Einah

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Michelle Obama's Speech at DNC

People have been tweeting how inspiring Michelle Obama's speech was at the Democratic National Convention last 4th Sept. I opted to read the entire transcript and see it for myself. 

Truth be told, Barrack Obama is a blessed man for having a wife like Michelle. He found a kindred spirit to whom he shared his values, beliefs and virtues.

Here's the full transcript of First Lady Michelle Obama which I got from Fox News.

   OBAMA:  Thank you.  Thank you so much.  Thank you so much.

With your help -- with your help.

Let me -- let me start

With your help -- with your help.  Let me -- let me
start. I want to start by thanking Elaine.  Elaine, thank you so

much. We are so grateful for your family's service and

sacrifice.  And we will always have your back.
   Over the past few years as first lady, I have had the
extraordinary privilege of travelling all across this country.
And everywhere I have gone and the people I've met and the
stories I've heard, I have seen the very best of the American
   I've seen it in the incredible kindness and warmth that
people have shown in me and my family especially our girls.
I've seen it in teachers in a near bankrupt school district to
vowed to keep teaching without pay.  I -- I have seen it in
people become heroes at a moment's notice, diving into harm's
way to save others, flying across the country to put out a fire,
diving for hours to bail out a town. And, I've seen it in our
men and women in uniform and our proud military families.
   In -- in wounded warriors who tell me they are not just
going to walk again, they are going to run and they are going to
run marathons.
   In the young men blinded by a bomb in Afghanistan who said
simply, ``I'd give my eyes and 100 times again to have the chance
to do what I have done, and what I can still do''.
   Every day, the people I meet inspire me.  Every day they
make me proud.  Every day they remind me how blessed we are to
live in the greatest nation on earth.
   Serving as your first lady is an honor and a privilege.
But, back when we first came together four years ago, I still
had some concerns about this journey we'd begun.
   While I believe it if we dig deeply in my husband's vision
for this country, and I was certain he would make an
extraordinary president, like any mother, I was worried about
what it would mean for our girls if he got that chance.  How
would we keep them grounded under the glare of the national
spotlight?  How would they feel being uprooted from their
school, their friends and the only home they'd ever known?
   See our life before moving to Washington was filled with
simple joys.  Saturdays at soccer games, Sundays at grandma's
house, and a date night for Barack and me with either dinner or
a movie because as an exhausted mom, I couldn't stay awake for
   And the truth is, I loved the life we had built for our
girls. And I deeply love the man I built that life with and I
did not want that to change if he became president.
   I loved Barack just the way he was.  You see, even back
then, when Barack was a Senator and presidential candidate, to
me, he was still the guy who picked me up for our dates in a car
that was so rusted out, I could actually see the pavement going
by in a hole in the passenger side door.
   He was the guy whose proudest possession was a coffee table
he'd found in a dumpster.
   And whose only pair of decent was half a size too small.
But see when -- when Barack started telling me about his family,
see now that's when I knew I'd found in him a kindred spirit.
Someone whose values and upbringing were so much like mine.
   You see Barack and I were both raised by families that did
not have much in the way of money or material possessions but
who had given us something far more valuable:  their
unconditional love, their unflinching sacrifice and the chance
to go places they had never imagined for themselves.
   My father was a pump operator at the city water plant, and
he was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and my brother and I
were young. And even as a kid, I knew there were plenty of days
when he was in pain.  And I knew there were plenty of morning
when it was a struggle for him to simply get out of bed.

But every morning I watched my father wake up with
a smile, grab his walker, prop himself against the sink and

slowly shave and button his uniform.

   And when he returned home after a long day's work, my
brother and I would  stand at the top of the stairs of our
apartment, patiently waiting to greet him, watching as he
reached down to lift one leg and then the other to slowly climb
his way into our arms.  But despite these challenges, my dad
hardly ever missed a day of work.  He and my mom were determined
to give me and my brother the kind of education they could only
dream of.
   And when my brother and I finally made it to college,
nearly all of our tuition came from student loans and grants,
but my dad still had to pay a tiny portion of that tuition
himself, and every semester, he was determined to pay that bill
right on time, even taking out loans when he fell short.  He was
so proud to be sending his kids to college and he made sure we
never missed a registration deadline because his check was late.
You see, for my dad, that is what it meant to be a man.
   Like so many of us that was the measure of his success in
life. Being able to earn a decent living that allowed him to
support his family.  And as I got to know Barack, I realize that
even though he had grown up all the way across the country, he
had been brought up just like me.
   Barack was raised by a single mom who  struggled to pay
bills and by grandparents who stepped in when she needed help.
Barack's grandmother started out as a secretary at a community
bank.  She moved quickly up the ranks, but like so many women,
she hit a glass ceiling. And for years, men no more qualified
than she was, men she actually trained, were promoted up the
ladder ahead of her, earning more and more money while Barack's
family continue to scrap by.
   But day after day, she kept on waking up at dawn to catch
the bus, arriving at work before anyone else, giving her best
without complaint or regret.  And she would often tell Barack,
``So long as you kids do well Bar, that is all that really
matters.''  Like so many American families, our families weren't
asking for much.  They didn't begrudge anyone else's success or
care that others had much more than they did.  In fact, they
admired it.  They simply believed in that fundamental American
promise -- that even if you don't start out with much, if you
work hard and do what you are supposed to do, you should be able
to build a decent life for yourself and an even better life for
your kids and grandkids.  That's how they raised us.
   That's what we learned from their example.  We learned
about dignity and decency.  That how hard you work matters more
than how much you make.  That helping others means more than
just getting ahead yourself.
   We learned about honesty and integrity.  That the truth
matters. That you don't take shortcuts are played by your own
set of rules.
   And success doesn't count unless you earn it fair and
square.  We learned about gratitude and humility .  That so many
people had a hand in our success from the teachers who inspired
us to the janitors who kept our school clean.
   And we were taught to value everyone's contribution and
treat everyone with respect.  Those are the values that Barack
and I and so many of you are trying to pass on to our own
children.  That's who we are.  And standing before you four
years ago, I knew that I did not want any of that to change if
Barack became president.  Well today, after so many struggles
and triumphs and moments that have tested my husband in ways I
never could have imagined, and I have seen firsthand that being
president does not change who you are.  No, it reveals the you
   You see, I have gotten to see up close and personal what
being president really looks like, and I've seen how the issues
that come across a president's desk are always the hard ones.
You know, the problems where no amount of data are members will
get you to the right answer.  The judgment calls where the
stakes are so high and there is no margin for error.  And as
president, you are going to get all kinds of advice from all
kinds of people, but at the end of the day when it comes time to
make that decision as president, all you have to guide you are
your values and your vision and the life experiences that make
you who you are.
   So when it comes to rebuilding our economy, Barack is
thinking about folks like my dad and like his grandmother.  He's
thinking about the pride that comes from a hard day's work.
That is why he signed the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Act to help
women get equal pay for equal work.
   That is why he cut taxes for working families at small
businesses and fought to get the of the industry back on its
   That's how he brought our economy and the brink of collapse
to creating jobs again.  Jobs you can raise a family on, good
jobs. Right here in the United States of America.
   When it comes to the health of our families, Barack refused
to listen to those folks who told him to leave health reform for
another day.  Another president.  He didn't care whether it was
the easy thing to do politically.  That is not how he was
raised.  He cared that it was the right thing to do.
   He -- he did it because he believed that here in America,
our grandparents should be able to afford their medicine.  Our
kids should be able to see a doctor when they're sick.  And no
one in this country should ever go broke because of an accident
or an illness.
   And he believes that women are more than capable of making
our own choices about our bodies and our health care.
   That is what my husband stands for.
   When it comes to giving our kids the education they
deserve, Barack knows that like me and so many of you, he never
could have attended college without financial aid.  And believe
it or not, when we were first married, our combined monthly
student loan bill was actually higher than our mortgage.  We
were so young, so in love, and so in debt.
   And that's why Barack has fought so hard to increase
student aid, and keep interest rates down because he wants every
young person to attend college without a mountain of debt.
   So, in the end for Barack, these issues are not political.
They're personal.  Because Barack knows what it means when a
family struggles.  He knows what it means to want something more
for your kids and grandkids.  Barack knows the American dream
because he's lived it.
   And he wants everyone in this country, everyone to have the
same opportunity no matter who we are or where we are from or
what we look like or who we love.
   And he believes that when you work hard and done well and
walk through that doorway of opportunity, you do not slam it
shut behind you.

No, you reach back and you give other folks the
same chances that help you succeed.


   So when people ask me whether being in the White House has
changed my husband, I can honestly say that when it comes to his
character and his convictions and his heart, Barack Obama is
still the same man I fell in love with all those years ago.
   He is the same man who started his career by turning down
high- paying jobs and instead of working in struggling
neighborhoods where a steel plant had shutdown, fighting to
rebuild communities and get folks back to work.  Because for
Barack, success isn't about how much money you make.  It is
about the difference you make in people's lives.
   He is the same man -- he is the same man when our girls
were first born, would anxiously checked their cribs every few
minutes to ensure they were still breathing, proudly showing
them off to everyone we knew.  You see, that's the man who sit
down with me and our girls for dinner nearly every night,
patiently answering questions about issues in the news,
strategizing about middle school friendships. That's the man I
see in those quiet moments late at night, hunched over his desk,
pouring over the letters people have sent him.  The letter from
the father struggling to pay his bills.  From the woman dying of
cancer whose insurance company won't cover her care.  From the
young people with some much promise but so few opportunities.
And I see the concern in his eyes, and I hear the determination
in his voice as he tells me, ``You won't believe what these folks
are going through Michelle.  It's not right.  We have got to
keep working to fix this.  We have so much more to do.''
   I see how those stories...
   AUDIENCE:  Four more years!
   OBAMA:  I see how those stories, our collection of
struggles and hopes and dreams, I see how that's what drives
Barack Obama every single day.  And I did not think it was
possible, but let me tell you today, I love my husband even more
than I did four years ago.  Even more than I did 23 years ago
when we first met.
   Let me tell you why -- I love that he has never forgotten
how he started.  I love that we can trust Barack to do what he
says he is going to do, even when it is hard, especially when
it's hard.  I love that for Barack, there is no such thing as us
and them.  He doesn't care whether you are a Democrat, a
Republican, or none of the above. He knows that we all love our
country, and he is always ready to listen to good ideas, he is
always looking for the very best in everyone he meets.  And I
love that even in the toughest moments, when we're all sweatin'
it -- when we're worried that the bill won't pass, and it seems
like all is lost, see Barack never lets himself get distracted
by the chatter and noise.  No, just like his grandmother, he
just keeps getting up and moving forward with patience and
wisdom, and courage and grace.
   And he reminds me -- he reminds me that we are playing a
long game here, and that change is hard, and change is low and
never happens all at once, but eventually we get there, we
always do.  We get there because of folks like my dad, folks
like Barack's grandmother, men and women who said to themselves,
``I may not have a chance to fulfill my dreams but maybe my
children will.  Maybe my grandchildren will.''  See, so many of
us stand here tonight because of their sacrifice, and longing
and steadfast love, because time and again, they swallowed their
fears and doubts and did what was hard.
   So today, when the challenges we face start to seem
overwhelming or even impossible, let us never forget that doing
the impossible is the history of this nation.
   OBAMA:  It is who we are as Americans.  It is how this
country was built.
   And -- and if -- if our parents and grandparents could toil
-- and -- and struggle for us, you know if they could raise
beams of steel to the sky, send a man to the moon, connect the
world with a touch of a button, then surely, we can keep on
sacrificing and building for our own kids and grandkids, right?
   AUDIENCE:  Yes.
   OBAMA:  And if so many brave men and women could sacrifice
their lives for our most fundamental rights, then surely we can
do our parts as citizens of this great democracy to exercise
those rights.  Surely we can get to the polls on a election day
and make our voices heard.
   If -- if farmers and -- and blacksmiths could win an
independence from an empire, if -- if immigrants could leave
behind every, if women can be dragged to jail for seeking to
vote, if a generation could defeat a depression and define
greatness for all time, if a young preacher could lift us to the
mountain top with his righteous dream, and if proud Americans
can be who they are and boldly stand at the altar with who they
love, then surely, surely, we can give everyone in this country
a fair chance at that great American dream.
   Because in the end -- in the end, more than anything else,
that is the story of this country.  The story of unwavering hope
grounded in unyielding struggle.  That is what has made my story
and Barack's story and -- and so many American stories possible.
And let me tell you something, I say all of this tonight, not
just as a first lady, no, not just as a wife.  You see, at the
end of the day, my most important title is still mom-in-chief.
   My -- my -- my daughters are -- are still at the heart of
my heart and the center of my world.  But, let me tell you,
today, I have none of those worries from four years ago, no.
Not about whether Barack and I were doing what was best for our
girls.  Because today, I know from experience that if I truly
want to leave a better world for my daughters, and for all of
our sons and daughters, if -- if we want to give all of our
children a foundation for their dreams, and opportunities worthy
of their promise, if we want to give them a sense of that
limitless possibility, their belief that here in America, there
is always something better out there if you are willing to work
for it, then we must work like never before, and we must once
again come together, and stand together for the man we can trust
to keep moving this great country forward.
   My husband, our president, Barack Obama.
   Thank you.  God bless you, and God bless America.


For the Love For Running

Lovely Tuesday evening! I woke up today feeling so giddy even with  my 5 hours of sleep and failed attempt to run at 5 in the morning. Well if you ask me why.. It's because I woke up to the sight of these lovely flowers on the bedside table. :)

Nah, they're not from JR unfortunately. He's not the "chocolate and flowers" type of guy. Stole Got them from the church AFTER last Sunday's service. Oh yes with emphasis on AFTER. LOL.

Well the week started pretty fun considering how busy our schedule was for the past few days. 

Last Sunday, I managed to go for a 50-minute run before going to church and I thank the heavens for helping me wake up so early even with my lack of ample sleep from last Saturday's dinner with friends. Just after the service, JR and I accidentally took a nap and ended up sleeping from 12:00nn - 3:30pm (Can you even call that a nap?). Then we went grocery shopping - picked up the little boy at my in-laws house - dropped him off at my parents house - did some SALE shopping at a nearby mall - picked up the little boy again - and finally head home. That pretty much covers our entire Sunday.

I honestly love the thought of marked down items but I totally dread the fact that there are a bunch of people falling in line at the dressing room and cashier counter. It was near impossible but the crowd was lesser when we came, probably because it was the last day of the mall sale and it was pretty late for somebody to 'just' start with their shopping. 

Monday showed some threat of a busy week ahead but we managed to start the week right. :)

First by unintentionally wearing pastel colors to work. LOL.

We honestly look like ice creams - mango and strawberry flavors.

We've decided to grab a quick dinner before heading home so we agreed to dine at North Park. 

I was in the mood for their Lapu-Lapu Fillet with Soft Tofu Hot Pot and I was always craving for Shrimp Dumplings so I ordered it right away without even taking a glimpse at the menu. Good thing it was available or I would've probably suggested we suppress our hunger and just go home.

JR had the Beef noodles, which he was not able to finish because it was too salty, and the Century Egg with Seaweed which was not impressive at all. Wait, are they supposed to be that impressive anyway?

We slept late that Monday and running on a Tuesday morning was too impossible. Thank God JR agreed we do it after work instead. 

Since I woke up a few minutes earlier than usual, I got to take photos of my packed lunch a.k.a. Green Monster Smoothie. Just so you guys know, every time I feel like I've been reckless with my diet the past days, I slow down and result to this and exchange the smoothie for at least 1 meal.

Though I've heard about this smoothie a couple of times already, it was a friend who really recommend that I try it. 

- 2 handfuls of spinach
- 3-4 small leaves of celery
- 1 handful of malunggay leaves
- 2 pieces of banana
- 2 slices of mango or papaya (or any fruit)
- 2 tablespoons of low fat greek yogurt (or any regular, plain yougrt)
- 1 cup of water (or coconut water - tastes so better!)
- 1 cup of Soy milk (or any preferred milk)

Blend them all together.. and Voila! You have a healthy smoothie that can either replace 1 meal or give your regular meal a healthy kick. :)

So Tuesday afternoon it is when JR came in the area 2 hours earlier from our agreed time which was supposed to be 6pm. This guy was NEVER on time. He either comes in really really early or really really late. Believe you me. :-/

He just got off from a meeting and said he was starving so we've decided to grab some snack and fuel up for our run tonight at Coffee Bean.

I was calling out his name to look at the camera but he's really busy with his food. There are times I've been starting to really believe that hunger causes deafness. :-/

I thank God for the innovative and bright minds who created banana bread with walnuts! They're superb.. uh-mazing and delish!

And here comes my hot and good-looking running buddy for tonight...

Well now I can say he's very satisfied with his pre-run meal.. He smiled when I asked him to look at the camera.

Told you! Deafness and Hunger are correlated. Somebody should make a study out of that. :-P

And I'm ready to shed some fats..


And to my new little warrior... you did more than what is asked of you...

Therefore, you are blessed among the other running shoes. You made your master happy and proud. :)

The place was a haven for running and biking enthusiasts so as expected, there were teams and groups of people doing their own thing.

See the group in the middle? If I'm not mistaken that's a running clinic practicing for their run on September.

I can't wait to start with my actual training on Sept. 11. (More of it on the next post/s) 

But the crowd did not stop me from doing my post-run workout. 

My husband call this exercise "The Kim Kardashian workout". Haha.

I'm a big believer of push-ups. I got toned arms for doing 100 push-ups a day and even my other friends have noticed that. I never take this off from my 300 or 500 workout a day.

After running, we were invited for dinner by a friend since it was his dad's birthday. 

His dad was an amazing and disciplined runner and was just appointed as the President of our town's running group. He has been to several half and full marathons and he has been inviting us to some of his runs. When we arrived at their house, I was surprised to see all of his medals framed on the wall. I can always see the happiness in his eyes every time he gets to talk about his accomplishments when it comes to running. It actually inspires me more. It gives me a heightened sense of well-being to be around people who enjoys what they do no matter how unremarkable it may seem to others. To some people it may just be a past time, but to another, it might be love and passion. :)


Saturday, September 1, 2012

A Sunny Run and a Rainy Bike Ride.

Last Sept. 27 was a public holiday and it means I have the entire Monday to waste my time to. Recalling from what happened the night before, we went out for dinner at Red Palace (A Chinese resto) and we had another dinner at a friend's house afterwards. So now if you could just imagine the carbs I felt the need to burn. :(

JR woke up with a good working out mood and the weather was just so perfect for an outdoor run so I took advantage. Ha ha. We ran for about 40 mins. and biked for about an hour.

We don't have any bike of our own so we're lucky enough to find a store where we could rent some for as low as 25 PHP/hour. Really cheap eh?  

JR said he honestly prefers biking than running since he finds it easier. Even so, at least he has another physical activity that he most likely enjoy other than basketball and hiking. :-/


Probably it was just about after 30 mins. of biking that the rain started to pour. 

Have you noticed the house submerged in water? Unfortunately, the flood hasn't subsided yet on their place from the last typhoon. :(

JR said that the rain was just "passing by", funny that he used such term but he was practically right since after about 20mins. of raining, Mr. Sun showed up again.

And here I am totally giddy after all the running and biking.. and totally wet from the sweat and rain.

We went to Banapple for breakfast since I was craving for some cheesecake.

JR had the Hickory Smoked barbecue and a home brewed ice tea which I believe was way too sweet.

I had the Asian Salad, a Cafe Americano and oh my oh my! a blueberry cheesecake which totally made my awesome day! 

Not bad to reward yourself once in a while right? :)

Since it has been a stressful week for us at work, we decided to just spend the rest of the afternoon at home. The only time we went out again was for dinner with JR's friends at a nearby restaurant called "House of Kare-kare" in Antipolo. The food was "okay" but not enough for me to want to go back there again. I can say that my mom and JR's lola (Filipino word for grandmother) has the best kare-kare I've tasted so far. 

I actually miss spending holidays at home.. The last job I had requires us to work during holidays and sometimes weekends even if I worked under HR/Recruitment. So now I'm enjoying every single public holiday and making sure I make the most out of it. :)

- Einah