Thursday, April 21, 2011

Yoga flame

That’s one of the skills of Dhalism of Street Fighter, but that’s a whole different story. I’m talking about plain old Yoga.

I’ve been working, still for the same financial institution, though there has been some change in my designation, but the point is, I haven’t been doing anything else. Zero physical activity. Nil. Thus, I have been starting to feel unhealthy and been wanting to do something new which would push my body aiming for a healthier lifestyle.

Tried jogging around the village, even got new earphones for my iPod, but I just find it very boring. I even tried to do some jogging-biking mix in one run just to spice it up a bit, quite funny, but still it was pretty boring. Used to work out in a gym a few years back, did it almost everyday, and yes that was good for me. It’s just that I don’t have the luxury of time anymore to burn a few hours a day in a gym, and working out once a week is just useless (for me that is). And so my pursuit to find something to do began.

Read a lot about Bikram Yoga on the Internet and some magazines, and been wanting to try it out. Plus a new studio just opened in Alabang. It’s on the same building as Army Navy, Yellow Cab and Frutti Froyo. I’m sure everyone familiar with Alabang know where that is. Anyway, I even discussed it with my friends, girlfriend, brother, I don’t know who else, and everyone said to go ahead and try it out. I had some reservations on if I should go for it. Some of which is that I know Yoga has been perceived as an activity quite “soft” especially in the Filipino culture, or at least the environment I’m surrounded by. I knew that some would find it queer of me to do. Sounds really immature but I did think about it, and if it was something I really want to try out. So, I began to Yahoo my way into getting myself informed of this so-called Bikram Yoga (“Google” my way would be dishonest cause I usually use Yahoo, haha)

Found out that Bikram Yoga helps one find his/her “center”, I don’t know what the fuck that means but moving on…. Some literature said that this type of yoga was created by some dude for the physically adept. Found out a number of martial artists, even MMA fighters do some sort of Yoga, not necessarily Bikram, so I was like.. oh hells yeah ima try this shit. With the stuff I read and seen on YouTube, I just thought, why the hell is this then perceived as something peculiar for a guy to do?... fascinating how culture works.

Going to Bikram Yoga Alabang (BYA) was brewing on my head for a couple of days, maybe reached more than a week, then boom, something divine exposed itself on my computer monitor. Dealgrocer.com had a 10-session package at BYA for only P3,450 against the posted P5,500. So I said to myself, damn stupid, grab that coupon. So I did. (Sorry Patser, Jacky, I went ahead already, now it’s your turn, I think I get a discount if I get you guys to buy a package, so please do come with me.. hahaha)

Just a sec.. gotta take a piss.

And now I’m back.

One Friday afternoon, was able to get off work early (this doesn’t happen often) and was able to get a ride with Maximo going home. Got home early enough to catch the 8pm class, and so I got ready.

Grabbed my Yoga mat ohh yeah.. back pack, couple of towels, a tumbler of water, and so I went.

First thing Adam the yoga master asked me was “so, do you have any experience with Bikram or any other type of Yoga?” I answered a very honest “no”, he then asks “none at all?” this got me quite nervous, and so I replied “zero”. Quite nervous now, but then he goes “great, even better”, damn that was a relief.

Haven’t even started yet and I was already sweating like shit. The room was so fucking hot already. Adam goes “Nikkolas, just try to listen as much as you can, look at what the others around you are doing and try to do as much of the positions as you can”. I replied with a humble nod.

15 minutes in: damn this is tough.

20 minutes in: hmm.. I can do this…

25 minutes in: it’s getting hotter in this room… looking like shit already…

27 minutes in: fuck.. I’m feeling dizzy… I kinda feel cold sweat… I need water… don’t pass out fucker.. that would be embarrassing.. suck it in. Adam utters “if you feel like you need to take a knee.. go ahead.. it’s alright…” but I thought I didn’t need to, none of the students were taking a breather.. so I didn’t want to…

31 minutes in: fuck.. I gotta take a knee… and down I go. I was feeling so exhausted already.. took a glance at the clock.. “punyeta.. 1 hour pa?!” Drank water, already finished half of the tumbler, thought to myself.. “I gotta save this… there’s another hour to go”.

38 minutes in: I’m back up.

40 minutes in: I’m back down.

45 minutes in: I’m back up. This time, I was feeling quite better, just focused on my breathing, made sure that I was getting oxygen up my head… I can do this…

60 minutes in: I’m back down…

65 minutes in: I’m back up…. And seemed like I was just doing all the wrong positions… I couldn’t focus well anymore… tried copying what the others were doing.. still was getting them wrong.. Adam goes.. “Nikkolas, right hand over the left…. Yeah.. no.. you already had it… the other way… there it is.. perfect”. Whoo… damn… I don’t want to fucking die.. don’t pass out… jahe… just sit down if you can’t handle it…. I can do this.. suck it up..

75 minutes in: fuck, I couldn’t even do the positions wherein we were on our backs.. I was so exhausted already.. looked at the clock… 15 minutes.. kaya toh…

80 minutes in: konti nalang.. you can do this shit…

85 minutes in: cant even do the breathing exercise.. don’t pass out… 5 minutes more.. don’t fucking pass out!

90 minutes in: “that was a great class everyone.. let’s give Nikkolas a hand”.. and everyone claps… this felt awesome… I was so proud of myself.. that I didn’t just run out of that hell room.. everyone clapping for me felt so good.. and I accepted their cheer… whole heartedly.

Still was feeling quite dizzy… grabbed a bottle of Gatorade and just chugged it all down. After that bottle.. was feeling much better..

Afterwards, I felt really good.. felt all the tension, all the stress in my body were just flushed out. Got on my mobile and called my girlfriend and just talked about how good I felt.. I was really happy about it.

Things I learned:

· If you feel like giving up, just take a knee, it’s not something you should be ashamed about, be ashamed if you decide not to get back up.

· Listen. Listen to people trying to guide you. Even if times are so fucking tough already and you feel lost, listen to them; they won’t let you get into shit you can’t handle.

· Be aware of the people around you, observe and learn from them.

· There’s always some sort of gratification, relief once going through something tough. This feeling is priceless.

· Don’t fucking give up.


Photos from: DealGrocer

BYA Facebook Account

Thursday, November 4, 2010

john & yoko + cold rock = a hole in my wallet

greenbelt has pretty cool Christmas decoration this year.. simple but looks awesome.

I know John and Yoko is so... 2009? but it's my first time... so... whatever.

I like the lighting in this place.. not too bright.. and not too dark.. just right.

gayahin ko kaya toh for my room? haha

tuna sashimi.. my favorite.

dragon roll.... pretty good.

I love Japanese tea.

Wagyu beef + Bacon rice bowl
it was good.. but more wagyu beef please.

medyo namahalan ako...

my take on John and Yoko: pretty expensive, awesome ambiance (lights, tables and chairs, music).. much better than teriyaki boy (but more expensive so it better be), for some reason i think that joint is deteriorating (teriyaki boy).

will i go here again? hmmm... maybe.. i wanna try those set meals good for 4.. looks like fun.

cold rock


someone's happy.. she finally got her ice cream :p

coffee + butterfinger

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Monday, November 1, 2010

Jonas vs. Petronas

Jonas Brothers

vs.

Petronas Twin Towers

took this shot while walking towards the towers... super kinikilig nako nito promise.. ang lupit eh.

one of those risky shots taken while walking the streets... they drive so fuckin' fast...

Suria KLCC, the most posh mall I've been in too.. I don't think I can afford to buy anything in there.. haha

boom. there it is. punyeta ang ganda nya.

they kinda look like grilled maize when the lights are turned off already.. haha

pretty cool water thing at Suria/Petronas...

main lobby entrance of the twin towers.. dios mio... ang lupet.

it's just magnificent.

how it looks during the day...

it's one massive structure.

shopping.

we weren't able to ask some random person to take our picture.. boo.

so which would you rather see up close?

The Jonas Brothers or the Petronas Twin Towers?

Sunday, October 31, 2010

ultra cool 50's Diner.

if there were colored photographs during the 50's, I imagine them looking like this... overly saturated but ultra cool.

Baguio City, October 2010

Bar

there was a juke box in the place.. wished it was working, but it was all for display.

what do you call a girl sailor? same? sailor din? haha.. sorry.

I want my future flat to have floors like this.. but smaller squares.. i don't know the technical term for it..

cool booths

portraits of the showbiz industry's greats.

chili burger

she = chicken + porkchop + minute steak + hotdog + french fries + ice cream scoop (all for Php175, sulit.)

food was not amazingly good.. but.. very affordable and the experience is something else. I recommend this for your next Baguio trip. they've got huge ass sandwiches too.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Happy Halloween!

Camp John Hay, Baguio City (October 2010)

dun dun... dun dun...

rawr.
Was going for an angry vampire, but this looks more like Golum.

this is my angry vampire fighting stance pose ala Twilight. ayos ba?

now this is one looks really freaky....

was actually nervous while reviewing these photos.. afraid I would see something on the background.. buti naman at wala!

Happy Halloween!

It has been said that this is the night girls can dress like a whore and be praised for it.... (not my own words :p) I say.. go for it and own that whore look! Just don't forget to post them pictures on facebook :)

speaking of facebook. great story. this deserves another blog post.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

my epic malaysian birthday.

To have a Malaysian birthday, you first have to check-in your luggage with an airline of your choice, flying to Malaysia.

Get a good travel buddy, in my case it's Patti.

And a bunch of friends to travel with... for this trip it was the following (in no particular order)
1. Karlo Anton A. Amora
2. Rachel Rosette E. Silva
3. Anna Patricia _. Serrano
4. Jaclyn _. Sarao
5. Katrina C? Kapunan
6. Jaime Antonio Rico M. Cuenco

Waiting to board the plane, was checking out Kim Chu on Patti's magazine, damn she's fine on this one.

12MN hit while we were thousands of feet above sea level, too bad i don't have any pictures of this.. thanks friends!

First thing we did in Malaysia was to hit Jalan Alor for some authentic street food. We met the nicest waitress ever, Sie.

Oyster Omelet, putsa panalo toh swear.

Chicken Wings.... oh.. solid.

White Chicken? uhm.. thought it was quite boring but the toge.. oh wow... Malaysia has some mean toge... wish ours was somewhat similar.

Fried rice... i can eat this alone, no need for ulam.
Food here was so damn good... we came back and had our last Malaysian supper at this spot.

These guys were singing songs from Bob Marley and Jason Mraz, they were awesome. It was cool hearing guys sing these songs with a different accent. Gave them I think 5RM, hope it was enough? hehe.

In the AM, we hit the trains (there's the Monorail which mostly goes around Bukit Bintang, KL Sentral, that kinda (city) area.. the Ampang Line, Sri Petaling Line, Kelana Jaya Line, which goes everywhere else.. I suggest get a map, it helps big time) with this itinerary in mind:
1.) Batu Caves
2.) Merdeka Square
3.) Shop
4.) My birthday dinner at Hakka. Why Hakka? Cause it's in the "Top 10 in KL" section in my trusty map. So I say screw it, we are hitting that joint.

It's so damn hard to cross the KL streets, cars so so fuckin' fast, pedestrian stoplights are on green for only a few seconds.. so you kinda gotta run.. I missed the toot toot toot toot toot of Hong Kong.

Came across some cool stuff on our pursuit of Bus No. 11, with the route that passes by the Batu Caves.


Tagging, Malay style.

Cool picture taken by Rachel.

Awesome architecture, I believe this is called "Transitional" of the 1880s.. These shop houses were built of brick. Usually accompanied by tiled roofs which replaced the timber and thatch hut. Why do I know this? My trusty map, it's on the "What influenced Kuala Lumpur Architecture" section. I repeat, you should get one..

For some reason, I just like taking photos of streets... I have one kick-ass night shot of some avenue with the Petronas towers as a view... it's on my facebook.

boom.. there it is.. that's one big statue? is that what you call it? and yeah.. we went up a million steps.. well it felt like a million.

Jaime Cuenco: Kwak Tolentino, you are the last one to arrive, I am sorry to tell you, you have been eliminated from the race.

Inside the Batu Caves, it was huge.. but.. I was not so overwhelmed.. I think our very own Callao Caves in Cagayan is much more astonishing.. see my previous blog on this.. it's down there somewhere.. fine here's the link -> click here

after Batu.. we hit Merdeka Square to get some Malaysian history up our asses... Architecture was amazing.. (as if I know a lot about it, but the buildings were just really nice, they seemed very well maintained)

then of course.. the series of the so called "jump shots" started.... there was a huge ass field in the center.. it was inevitable.

was never so happy to see a burger king, we had lunch at around 430pm. crazy.

then.... then....

kaboom! LX-5 bitches! haha... thanks to Patti :D what an awesome gift... best birthday gift EVER.. last year was a surprise party (see previous blog-> click here).. this year.. LX-5.. what about next year? :p

Her name is Lexi... I repeat -> I'm corny.. shut up.

We finally hit Hakka.. let's see what KL's Top Ten has to offer..

Had some killer roast duck.. I love duck.

Menu.. as I remember: (1) Roast Duck, (2) Birthday Noodles, (3) Fried Rice, (4) Beef with Broccoli, (5) Spareribs.... awesomeness..

Cheers!

Finally got to try Tiger beer.... eeeh... I'll grab a Stella Artois and/or a San Mig Light any day.

that's some view over dinner.

I'm a very happy birthday boy :)

we again hit the Monorail back to Bukit Bintang to experience some Malaysian night life.. we headed to Changkat Bukit Bintang and ended up at Healy Mac's on our pursuit for a private/steady place to drink.. we weren't up for some all night fist pumping action..

we were lucky and the staff were kind enough to give us a comfortable corner table.. just what we were looking for.

drinks up!

it was an epic birthday.. epic not in the sense that "epic" is a cool word to say nowadays.. but epic as surpassing the usual or ordinary.

Many thanks and love to the people who made this one... epic.