WELL, HERE WE GO AGAIN...

SIGH...
Yup. Through facebook and some photos on this blog, some of you out there noticed. So, fine. just to dispel doubt and because of contractual obligation, I am going to address the topic. Yes, just like Oprah, I fell off the fricking wagon. Thanks to holiday and grief/stress eating, I have once again returned to 178 pounds (above) from a low of 165 (below) pounds last September. I'm telling you, two deaths of close friends over a season of ubiquitous ham and beer is not a good combination. But that's cool. I've woken up from the stupor, banished ham from my eyesight, bought a wheatgrass machine, and am getting back on the ball right now. First, it's back to Santre then off to think of creative ways to get healthy again. I have to do this because, unfortunately, as a way of saving money this year, I dropped my gym membership at the Manila Peninsula. Any ideas out there how to get fit?

I mean, aside from walking.

I'M BAAACK.

And Woof! The jetlag is bad. Anyhoo. Once my luggage gets in - an idiot over at Ben-Gurion sent my maleta to MAN (Manchester) instead of MNL (Manila) - along with my brain, I'll start putting up more posts which will hopefully, not send pro-McCain and anti-Reproductive Health Bill folks into hissy fits.  Coming up, long over due resolutions to the Unbearable Likeness of Being Bakya contest and updates on my Santre experience...

ENDORSEMENTS! ENDORSEMENTS!

Remember when I joined that Rogin-E contest for weight loss?  I'm pretty sure I won.  But now I'm going for the gold and will try to hit my college weight of 155 lbs..  The good folks over at Institut Santre called me a couple weeks ago and asked me to be a "spokesperson" for them. And since both Joy and Leia (who run the place) are good friends of mine and frequent fliers of Walk This Way, I said "Surely"! Truth be told, I really don't want to lose THAT much weight. I am comfortable with the way I look now (below at 168-170 lbs) as opposed to last January (top at 185-188 lbs.).  A totally skinny Carlos might a really strange thing to look at. 

I just like their lymphatic therapy because it does rejuvenate and give me more energy.  Believe me when I say that being quasi-electrocuted and rubbed down like a Kobe cow can be fun once you put yourself in the right mindset. And the proof is in the pudding. Due to this therapy, coupled with a sensible diet and a regular exercise regimen, I now look and feel better. N'uff said. And as a spokesperson for Intitut Santre, I guess I am now part of a team that includes Cito Beltan, Chiz Escudero, and Butch Jimenez. Now I wonder if Joy and Leia are going to slather me on a billboard on South Super Highway too? Oh my.

If so, I want it to be totally glammo just like the other "slimming" ads with Dawn and Kris and the like. Perhaps a picture of me going through a curtain of beads? Ala the cover of Britney Spear's second album?  Hmmm?  Perhaps not.  I am supposed to make people go there, not run from it. Stay tuned as I walk you all through the process during the next posts.