I have never been a person wishful of any modern day gadgets. Be it fancy phones, notebooks, not even up to date electrical items which could come handy for my use at home. Wishing is one thing, yearning for them is another and I ridiculously possess neither. A visit to my house would prove my words better than you could ever imagine, like they say seeing is believing. I do not own an industrial oven for my baking, neither do I own an expensive sleek one, only two cheap 89-99rgt wares. I own not an automatic washing machine, only an xyz branded semi auto washer which occupies coyly at the back of my kitchen. I text smses and make calls via a 100rgt phone which serves more than just a telecommunication device, it is my best friend. Regardless of the limited features it shyly carries, I think the world of it...no cameras, no mp3, not even a coloured screen ha ha ha. I do not create strides in a fancy crocs but as I have renamed the inexpensive version as frocs, which work just as fine. You can say I am being cheap, but the truth is I am being reasonable.
Despite not owning or wanting any of those hi tech items mentioned, I do have a strong yearning for something. So much so that it has become a permanent resident in my head ever since I was a young adult. I held on to that wish and was on a regular look out for it whenever or wherever I drag my fake leather handbag to shop. And..... one day, there it was. Perching on a counter with everything else relevant to its use, was the item I have been longing for all my life. It was sleek, beautiful, and just the right price to steal my few ringgits away from my tattered purse. As it was clad in my favourite colour blue, yanking it from the counter made it even much easier!
From that day on, I walk with a spring in my steps. The gadget pushes me farther and farther each day, clocking more kilometres, increasing my pace and lengthening my stride. Walking used to be such a trudge but now it has empowered me to enjoy walking, to want walking. The steep steps to my son's school doesn't look so formidable anymore, neither does the long walk down to my daughter's school. I walk and walk and walk until my kids or my husband stop me, even then, I would still walk in a stationary pose.
At the end of the first day, I gleefully flashed my gadget for my much better half to see. I was perspiring in pride when I showed him the records for that day. I clocked 8208 steps which was equivalent to 3.447 kilometre and lost the whole lot of 196.9 calories. After the announcement I paused for a while just to calculate how much was 196.9 calories were worth before matching the numbers to probably a bowl of cereal. My husband who was resting his head on MY pillow whilst twirling his hair looked bewildered above all else and finally gathered enough courage to verbalize his two cents thoughts of "...tak ker lagi senang if you avoid totally that bowl of cereal?" before charting his loudest laugh ever!
Sheeeeesh! Benc Tau!
Will update more cake pictures next time around folks, so the letih after much walking.