Whether by fluke or otherwise, instead of having just Monday and Tuesday off, I also had Wednesday and Thursday off.
Today, after waking up and posting to Instagram, I did some work on the responses I am preparing for a guest post/standardized interview for the Fearless Friday's section of Anna Lundberg's blog. A few weeks ago, a friend of mine, Victoria L from Toronto, shared a link with me about her from Business Insider!
Just moments after reading the article, I reached out to Anna and requested to write a guest post on how I dramatically changed my life in just over a month. She replied shortly thereafter granting my request. I think Victoria was a little taken aback at how quickly this all happened.
After doing some quick tidying up, I left to do yoga at the gym... Only to find out the class had the extremely repetitive teacher I discussed in a recent post. At some point within the class, I just let go of being annoyed with it, albeit unintentionally.
I'm having a hard time seeing how good of a teacher this guy really is. One of the dead giveaways, at least to me, is when we do a tree pose. Most teachers instruct students to place the foot tightly on the thigh either above the knee and on the thigh, or below the knee on the calf. This teacher places his foot on his knee himself, then has us push the hip of the leg we are standing on out to the corresponding side!
I know better than to place my foot on my knee, but I'm taken aback he is doing so himself, and instructing others this is ok. I've been told on good authority this can damage the knee joint.
After completing the repetition of various stretches such as standing up and bending over (which is nearly half the class), I head for the showers.
As I'm leaving past the studio to the exit, this girl approaches me and asked to see my tattoos. I show her and we start conversing about what they mean, when and where I got them etc. She's heading to study in Canada starting in January so we chatted about that for a bit as we sat by the entrance to the studio.
I couldn't help but notice several smoking hot girls heading in for the Pilates class. After a few minutes of discussion about the yoga teacher, I asked her if she'd speak with him about adding more poses, making them more challenging, and changing up the routine. Anyways, after a few moments, we observe the Pilates class those girls entered. It looks similar to yoga with a slight twist. She asks if I want to try.
I'd already showered and changed but with nothing else planned for my day off, I figured why not? This is the point of this new life, right? To have the freedom and time to try new things, spend time with people, learn, and develop who I am as a person.
We join the class with roughly 35 minutes remaining. Plenty of time to start sweating again and get my ass kicked by the instructor - who did the same thing in the Body Balance class last week. Having done yoga for the past five months definitely helped, though once we passed the first few poses from when I joined, and moved to the ab workout, I was definitely in over my head. This was the kind of challenge I was seeking.
Here is this 100lbs instructor ploughing through these ab workouts (on the back, legs up type) and not even breaking a sweat! I'm clenching, putting all I have into getting just a few more reps in. I pause for a moment... Nope, she's still going. Damn, I go back at it. A few more. Pause. She's still going!
This girl is giving me a run for my money. I'm mentally trying to estimate how much harder it is for me, given that my legs are longer and thus weigh more, plus because they are longer having them hover above ground makes it that much harder (think of standing at the edge of a short vs longer diving board and the difference in the bow between the two). And, you know, I have bigger bone mass and all this other BS.
Then I recall, I also have more muscle mass given my larger size which would likely overshadow any phantom attempt I made at differing leg size and bone mass as a technicality as to why it's harder for me lol. Long story short, I was self-defeated in my poor justification of not being able to keep up with her. The only answer being to keep going, working out, pushing harder and striving for more results next time.
Going forward, my exercise schedule is the following: Yoga Monday night, yoga and Body Balance Tuesday night, Yoga with expats on Wednesday morning, Yoga and Pilates Thursday at noon, yoga Saturday afternoon (if I can attend an evening class with Sunil I will) and yoga Sunday afternoon.
After yoga and Pilates, I take a few selfies because I'm feeling ripped (see Instagram) and go to pay my phone bill. I've subscribed to a 3gb plan, which costs $40 a month and comes with a few thousand minutes and text... Not like any of those get used, matter, or count as a "feature" in 2016. I blow through my 3gb each month, usually sitting around 6gb... What? I've dropped 40% from 10gb a month in Canada, I practically deserve a metal or badge or something for my sacrifices.
But for the record, China Unicom sells a 6gb plan for $79... In Canada, a comparable 5gb costs $105. Yikes, a 33% premium for 83% of the data. Ok, let's try the next tiered plan (in Canada @ Rogers, I don't count Wind because it's not nation-wide LTE, and you're throttled to a paltry single digit Mbps after 3-4gb -- which is a struggle to consume initially) so, 9gb for $125 vs 11gb of data for $119 at China Unicom, results in a 82% of the data for 5% increase in price at Rogers. Now, if the bandwidth was the same size, I'd pay the extra 5% for the network speed consistency of Rogers in Toronto, but with an 18% decrease in bandwidth, it's hard to justify. *rant over*
Behind the mall/office I work in, Wanda Plaza, there is a food street. I grab a few beers and Snickers from Vanguard (the Wal-mart equivalent), get some fried rice with chicken and pork and sit out in the street patio tables. Weather was a perfect 29°C, with low humidity. Typically I'm not a fan of heat above 23-25 in Toronto because of how humid it is.
Here the heat is dry and I'm comfortable with it going up to ~32°C. I sit at this table, eat my food and peruse Reddit for like 2.5 hours. Because, I can. I don't loose any money by not working Wednesday or today since I'm on salary. And my hours are set so I'm not in that position of being salaried then milked for hours to the bone.
I work like ~12 hours a week tops and make more than I did working 25 or more in Toronto. I seriously am baffled at those of you who still live in North America, work low paying jobs, have no personal life or travel and refuse to move abroad. If you speak English, you qualify to work here! I'll save, the rant, you can read previous posts on that topic lol.
Once I was notified I'd used half a gig on Reddit catching up on news, I wandered around for a bit, went home, did some reading, and started working on this post after napping for a few hours. While in North America I never napped. Perhaps it was because I had such little free time? I find I regularly take naps here, especially on weekends. During Saturday and Sunday, I have to work 3 hours in the morning, with a half hour break in between, then I have four hours off which I go to lunch with colleagues, do yoga, and take a nap, then repeat the same schedule as the morning. Perhaps its the heat which makes me tired. Whatever the reason, having the time to do so without regard is absolutely great!