Eat less, sleep more

I was walking home from the post office today when I thought to myself, “I haven’t blogged in a while, I should write a blog today.” So here I am, blogging.

I have tons and tons of stuff to say about the past month, and I keep procrastinating about it all because there is just so much to talk about! I was in Brazil for two weeks for the World Cup early this month, and because that was my first time on a plane ever (immigrating to Canada from Hong Kong doesn’t count because I was 3-years-old), I have tons to write about. I also visited a couple of Asian night markets here in Toronto the past few weeks. And then there was the fact that I finally – afterΒ 7 long yearsΒ – graduated from my undergraduate studies at Ryerson University. Still loads to talk about, still don’t know where to begin.

But this blog is titled “eat less, sleep more” for a reason.

Earlier thisΒ year, I came across this article about how important getting enough sleep was to staying healthy. When I came across that article, my sleeping and eating habits were horrible. I was eating out all the time, and not getting enough sleep because of school and work. Now that I’ve graduated and I’ve had a summer relatively free of responsibilities, I’ve been losing weight! I’ve been eating better too (although I just polished off some “sour” candies today – “sour” being in quotations because I’m in that group of candy fiends that think Warheads aren’t sour enough), but mostly been eating less. It was never about starving myself. I could never do that. I could never work out a billion times a month just to shave off a few pounds. I could never eat picky just to get more nutrients in me. These sort of actions would require too much of a lifestyle change.

I eat relatively healthily for a 25-year-old, I think. Some of my more health nutty friends would disagree, but I love broccoli, I love brussel sprouts, I eat my veggies, I eat fruits almost every day. And I recently turned semi-pescatarian. Because if I’m a seafood lover, I might as well try a little harder in eating seafood! So, with all that considered, eating less and getting 8 to 9 hours of sleep a day regularly, I’ve gradually lost weight. About 7 pounds since the beginning of May. Not bad for someone who rarely works out!

That’s really all I wanted to say today. Perhaps later this week I’ll find the motivation to summarize my undergraduate graduation, my Brazil trip or my Asian night market adventures to you all.

P.S. If you have me on Facebook, I have a photo album posted there with almost 370 photos from Brazil! Feel free to spend a couple hours or so sifting through my photos and their paragraph-long captions. Whoohoo!

P.P.S. This post has been 100% word vomit as I am 100% sure that there are grammar mistakes in this blog post. But this is the new age of Internet blogging, right? Kanye shrug those grammar mistakes!

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