The hunt for the perfect gym bag

After much procrastination, I have decided to go with Chubby Hubby to get a gym membership. Of course it absolutely helps when the Clan is right next door to one as well.

For the first time in my lazy, latent life, I stepped into the doors of that atas looking fitness centre. My excuse for always putting it off is because everyone appears so fit and fab in their skimpy sportswear. Outside the door looking in, gawd, feel like such a dump!

Ah, but once you step through the hallowed doors, I realised there were like many other people who were definitely in worse shape than me. And best of all, since the gym provides sports attire (read: gym tee and short shorts) so everyone looks the same!

It's been years since I last had such an aerobic workout but boy was it good! I totally advocate BodyCombat. It's this fantastic workout that is so total body which incorporates all these great kungfu wannabe moves.. almost makes you feel like you are a discipline of Jet Li... well.. almost!

Hee! I am so looking forward to my next round of workout. I swear today isn't the last time. But... think I might have to wait until the free radicals in my calves stop whirling around my muscles and blood.

Until then, I am on the hunt for the perfect gym bag. Yes I know! My DKNY serves me well yes, but I think I may want the LV Keepall 45 or the LV Speedy 40. Haha! Notice the word of sin - "want"?

I shall remain wanting for now because I have already bought a new bag this month!! Gotta wait till my next pay check. Sigh, so cham! When can I strike 4D to satisfy my cravings man?!