Reunited through Wii. Awww…

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There was a Yoga by the Sea event yesterday at East Coast Park and more than a thousand people turned up for the mass workout. Pity about the rain, or D-man and I could have stretched for a while longer. I kid you not, the skies were really dark.

I feel in love with this tree. It has the looks of a I’ll-look-out-for-you-and-will-protect-you-from-anything kind of tree.

As luck would have it, a friend brought us to this little hangout named “Going Om” in the evening for a cuppa. We sipped Chakra Lassi’s on the carpeted floor and were well-served by a native Indian (and may I add good looking) chap.

The menus and place do not have much to do with enhancing inner peace but I have to say it was a pretty holistic experience.

Coming back to yoga, I have experienced tremendous health and beauty benefits from practicing this ancient tantric science and I know many others whom lives have been changed by it. Yoga made me healthier, happier and even cleared my skin through the expulsion of toxins and improvement in blood flow. It is an exercise that everyone in every stage of life can enjoy with no ill-effects or strain on the body. Plus you need very little, just comfy cloths and a mat.

Please try it if you have not. I promise it will bring you nothing but good.

7 BXG warriors gave their hearts and souls for their love of the sport, and fought fearlessly for the gym’s glory yesterday. Was so intense I thought I would get into cardiac arrest. Thank goodness there were medics on standby.

Oh they were not for me?

I don’t care what you are doing. Savour the fight clips right now!

Special thanks to D-man whom we’ve recruited for the camera services.

D-man, the brand you can always count on. :)

She came to Jeff and Annie yesterday at 13:02. Weighing 3.4kg and measuring 51cm, Jennifer had all of us googoo-gaga-ing over her headful of fluffy baby hair, tomato face and long fingers. Both mama and baby are healthy, and according to them, the labour was smooth and quick all thanks to yoga and exercise during pregnancy.

While visiting, Jennifer’s grandparents came and saw her for the first time. The yearn and happiness in their faces is indescribable. No wonder they are called bundles of joy.

Insiders will know that the D-man is a martial arts junkie. He digs all sorts of martial arts and recently, he is a tad mad about BJJ. You probably already know this but for those who don’t, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, is a combat sport that involves lots of grappling and ground fighting. This form of martial art enforces the principle of using leverage and techniques to force your opponent into submission, as opposed to using brute strength. Not only is it a great form of self-defense, the sport forces you to use your brain with your body, instead of letting them fight for the telly remote on the couch with a large bag of chips.

I was at the gym early to catch glimpse of the BJJ training session.

Even being a spectator was sheer fun. I was totally sucked into the action and watched my mates with wide eyes and gaping mouth.
Then again what can go wrong with grown, muscly men seizing, clinching and wrestling each other on the ground.
Right girlfriends? *wink*

Yesterday I found myself in a hot, stuffy, spicy Muay Thai gym again. D-man and I were there to watch our hero fight. He is the Thai equivalent of Peter Pan.

The bonus; I was flanked by my some of my favouritest, funniest, funkiest gym mates, including the coolest girl power you can find on this planet.

I like hanging out with them. Stops me from feeling that I am getting a testosterone overdose and growing a beard.

I like him too. Though his leanness often makes me want to stop eating. Forever.

And of course the entire “watch a fight” reason to go to Golden Mile was part of a greater plan.

D-man bought it for our pleasure. Its long, thick, tough, leathery, red and dark. Very good for stress relieve and satisfaction almost always guaranteed.

What’s your guess?

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Nope, this post is not another feministic ego trip that dictates how women should rule the world.  It’s just a small tribute to a girl I knew who trained like a soldier and fought darn hard.

My heart tears for “Boss”, the sweetest little thing I trained together with at Rawai Muay Thai.  She lost her fight by TKO (in layman’s terms, it means your opponent whacks the hellouttaya and the referee fears for your life and stops the fight).  After taking in multiple kicks and knees, she finally passed out and was carried out of the ring.

(warning: the end of this video’s a bad tear jerker, look away now if you’re all jelly and mushy and has a uncontrollable tap inside like yours truly)

She may be 10 but her spirit is well-aged.  Practising Muay Thai toughens people like…like….like nobody’s business.   This girl is a warrior and I am sure she will go far in life.

If you told me 10 years ago and I will one day love Muay Thai, I would have rolled on the floor laughing, and after having caught my breathe, called the asylum to get you locked up.  Today, I sat in a stuffy, spicy 800 square feet room with roughly 90 other men, watching boys and men knocking the air out of each other with smiles on their sweat-drenched faces.

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It was Valentine’s. There were candles in the bath and bedroom. Soft ambient music flooded the dark room. I gave D-man his present, wrapped in elegant white & gold tissue…

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