Get Dancing on Kikay Exchange

Hey, check out my latest post on Kikay Exchange for tips to get you dancing for fitness.

“Most people think of going to group classes as doing repetitive movements inside a room with other people, wearing leotards and tights. That’s the old way of doing things – and the tights-and-leotards look is best left in the 1980’s, when ‘aerobics’ became mainstream.”

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Century Tuna Superbods 2009

Two weeks ago one of my friends was acting support for the 2009 Century Tuna Superbods commercial.


Century Tuna Superbods TVC

Little did I guess that I would be entering the contest.Check out my video on why I should be the next Century Tuna Superbod. They just put the wrong age in my info on the site… I am a long way from being 38 years old! (It’s been corrected now.) Ü I’m attending the final go-see on April 4 at The Manor in Eastwood City. (UPDATE: I was unable to go.)

Side note: I didn’t realize I was that thin! But I always just thought the stuff I did teaching my classes was enough to sculpt my body. Turns out I have some problem areas I need to work on. I’ve just been put on a diet and rigorous training regimen thanks to my friend Philip. Oh, boy.

Thanks to Kikay Exchange for mentioning me in their article about the contest.

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Bra Tops on Kikay Exchange

My second review on Nike apparel has just been posted on Kikay Exchange. Check out Bragging about Bra Tops:

Enter the Bra Top. Aside from supporting “the girls” and eliminating unwanted bounce, bra tops are colorful and stylish. When it gets too hot under the collar, you can always slip out of your overshirt and continue your workout. Just don’t mind the stares and the occasional cat calls if you do so.

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Bra Tops on Kikay Exchange

My second review on Nike apparel was posted on Kikay Exchange. Check out Bragging about Bra Tops:

Enter the Bra Top. Aside from supporting “the girls” and eliminating unwanted bounce, bra tops are colorful and stylish. When it gets too hot under the collar, you can always slip out of your overshirt and continue your workout. Just don’t mind the stares and the occasional cat calls if you do so.

When I Talk About Running

Sometime last year, I got it in my head to run a 5-kilometer race. The Race for Life was a benefit run organized by the Real Life Foundation, and it was set to happen in November. So, for more than a month before it, I got my running gear set aside and ready. That included a new pair of running shoes.

Unfortunately, work got in the way of my practice schedules, and I kept pushing back the days I would practice running at least 5 kilometers on a treadmill or on a track. And then, Race Day rolled around and I also had a work commitment, so I never started the race.

Then I pulled my shoes out out one fateful night in December when some of my friends from church invited me to join them in their evening run at the UP Oval. When I got there, it was two guys and three girls plus me. Joel (Guy #1) started the run at a really, really slow pace. I got so bored that I picked up my pace, sprinted away, and did four rounds of the Oval by myself.

Apparently this grew into an urban legend among the guy joggers among my friends. They set up a running club (dubbed the “Samahan ng Midnight Runners” or SMR) and made it a goal that by this month, they can keep pace with or overtake me.

At least these guys got themselves into good shape; one of them is currently training for a triathlon. The rest have been training to beat me, which is funny. I absolutely hate competing with others because I often end up losing. Actually, I hate losing even more than competing. So it’s great when I can set a little goal, like four times around the Oval, and accomplish that. It’s something else entirely when I have to accomplish that against other people.

When I talk about running, I run against myself to test my own physical fitness. I only want to see whether my five days of dance fitness training can cross over into being fit for a race. When I talk about running, it’s to break the monotony of my workouts: when I run I don’t have to teach anyone which foot to use first, I don’t have to yell across the room to motivate anyone. It’s exercise purely for my own health, and I rarely get the chance to do that anymore.

When I talk about running, I talk about escaping from my work.

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“Summer in Provence”

I’m not a wine person, but I do love pizza. So when I got the offer to sample Cafe Provençal’s pizza (plus wine) from my friend Paul Pajo, I jumped at the chance.

Cafe Provençal is one of those places that have been around forever in Shangri-La Mall. It’s also, unfortunately, one of the places I’d never tried. So, armed with my empty stomach, I and around 25 other bloggers descended on Cafe Provençal last Tuesday for pizza and wine — and then some.

Bonjour !

“Bonjour!”

“Pizza?” you say. “At a French restaurant?” But Cafe Provençal is French Mediterranean cuisine, which means they can pretty much serve any food from that area. The twist on this: the Napoletana-style thin crust pizza can be served with rosé wine. Tres French, oui?

Roasted Garlic, Asparagus pizza halves
Spicy Chorizo, Tarragon Chicken pizza halves

PIZZA!

They served four varieties of pizza: Roasted Garlic, Asparagus, Spicy Chorizo, and Tarragon Chicken. We were able to try two wines: the Alexis Syrah Grenache, and then the Corail from Provence.

Rosé wine from Provence

I found that the Corail fit the food better because it was lighter. The pizzas had a delicate flavor that could be overwhelmed by the Syrah Grenache, which had a bitter aftertaste.

And then there were these:

Beef Burgundy
Pasta Provençal

Beef Burgundy and Pasta Provençal

Beef Burgundy is local beef stewed for hours in reduced red wine. It was paired with mashed potatoes that helped our tongues cope with the richness of the stew (although I would have wanted some rice instead — mmm!). Pasta Provençal is, simply put, puttanesca; I initially didn’t think anything special of it until I tried it with the Corail. Then its full flavor came alive. It was a good thing I’d gotten full on the pizza, or I might have had another plate of pasta and a full glass of wine. If you must know, I don’t hold my liquor too well.

Beignet: a French doughnut?
We capped the meal with beignet; it’s the French version of a doughnut, and is served with chocolate sauce. At that point in the evening, the good food and liberal flow of wine had us all in a jovial mood, and I left for home feeling sated and just a little bit tingly. I’m not a wine person but that combination just might have made me fall in love with the idea.

Next time I want to experience “Summer in Provence” maybe with my family or friends. I’ve only got until the end of March to do so, because next month there’ll be a different featured item.

with the Cafe Provençal managers and chef

with Cafe Provençal’s chef Jacq Tan, Kathleen and Bryan Chua, and Marvin Chua

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