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pumpkin carving, step #1.

Wednesday, October 27th, 2010

First step: pick the perfect pumpkin.

What do you look for in a pumpkin?

Some just look for darn good looks like size and lack of blemishes, spherical-ness.

You can also knock on it like a watermelon.

I like to make sure mine smells nice, has good life ambitions, self-confidence, and an excellent command of grammar. An appreciation of bad puns is a bonus. There is definitely a minimum height requirement though.

Here is the one I picked!

picking a good pumpkin = easier than finding true love

Hello Maryland!

Monday, October 25th, 2010

Today I went to the state of Maryland for the first time. During my long bike ride. I was expecting a big “Welcome to Maryland!” sign when I crossed the state line but there wasn’t any. It was rather anticlimactic really. I saw this sign…

hello Maryland!

And then I thought “Oh! I must be in Maryland.”

My mom’s middle name is Mary. Unlike us kids and my dad’s side of the family, she doesn’t have a Chinese middle name. Everyone on Mom’s side of the family has a Catholic middle name. Funny that. Mom likes when I mention her in blogs. :)

putting the “iron” in Ironman, har har har

Sunday, October 24th, 2010

I like to iron my finisher's medals. ...Not!

cheapest iron at Walmart: $6.97

bottle of spray starch from the Dollar Tree: $1.00

laughing at your own stupid pun whilst making your Halloween costume: priceless :D

A swim story and a swim update.

Saturday, October 23rd, 2010

Funshine Bear was my favorite.

I didn’t learn to swim as a kid. When I was 3 or 4 and my big sister was 5 or 6, we went to a day care center. There was a swimming pool there and I think once a week we kids were allowed to play in the pool. The first few times, my mom wouldn’t let us join in on the fun. We begged and begged; all the other kids looked like they were having a blast and so finally she relented and sent us to day care one day with towels. I had my Care Bears swimsuit and Nat had her Strawberry Shortcake one.

Now this is what I very clearly remember 25 years later: all the other kids had really fun beach towels with their favorite cartoons on them. Care Bears, She-Ra and He-Man, Transformers, Rainbow Brite, Thundercats and My Little Ponies. Well despite living so close to the beach growing up, we never went to the beach because I grew up thinking Asian people didn’t go to the beach. Because at the beach, you get dirty. And Asian people don’t get dirty. This is also why Asian people don’t go camping.

What what towel did I have? A boring white towel that probably had “Brookside Hospital” stamped on the end (this was the hospital I was born in and apparently I came home with extra white towels).

See, traumatized from swimming at such an early age already.

All I remember next was we got in the water and I just stood there bawling.

My mom never made us go swimming again.

Wilykit was my favorite Thundercat.

15 years later, I saw my first Ironman when I was 18 years old and decided I had to learn how to swim. I had to make the 2hr20min cut-off so I could be an Ironman too. Now fast forward another 10 years later and while some may say I still don’t know how to swim, my brother and sister still haven’t learned how to swim at all.

Anyway, I have been making good progress these last few weeks since I decided that there is a real swimmer inside of me that is ready to come out. I think secretly I had still been harboring a childhood fear of drowning, and when you swim really really really hard like you are supposed to, breathing is difficult and then I feel like I might drown.

Well Coach gave me two options: drown or get faster.

insanely awesome swim pic of the Wongstar from Snap-Attack!

I don’t want to drown.

So I have been chasing Zeke and Mike at Mac’s swimming pool three times a week since August and finally this week they can’t drop me any more! :D I am “mighty chuffed” as my friend The Bean would say and even have to tell the guys to stop slowing down. ;) They say maybe they are not getting slower, maybe I am just getting faster. I hope so. I can’t really tell. :)

I just emailed Becky May telling her “My arms feel f***ed all the time but I think that’s a good thing.” And even if I tell my mom on the phone that my arms are hurting, she has evolved into a Triathlon Superstar Mom and no longer says silly things like “oh Jo-jo, please don’t overdo it.” Now she says “Well, that’s what you have to do.”

Apparently every time she followed me on ironmanlive.com and saw my bad swim times, she would say to herself “It’s because the poor girl has no arm muscles. Her arms are getting too tired.” Oh, moms know best. ;) Ok, maybe she didn’t know best when I was 3 or 4 when she should’ve just said “stop crying and take swim lessons,” but she has since learned. Better late than never.

Halloween!

Friday, October 22nd, 2010

Before I pick what outfit to strut my stuff in for the Punkin Chunkin Pageant, first I’m assembling my super awesome Halloween costume.

prize to who guesses what my costume will be!

It’s no secret that I come from a bloodline of MacGyver‘s. Momma Wongstar sewed all our costumes when we were young (and still does for my big sis) and Papa Wongstar is an engineer. I’m no stranger to the sewing machine (and it’s actually one of the job requirements as a prosthetist-orthotist, for real) so here goes nothing.

It’s inspired by a TV show (did you expect anything less from a TV writer?) and is gonna be really freakin’ fantastic (did you expect anything less from the Wongstar?). :D

Y-M-C-A!

Wednesday, October 20th, 2010

Today I joined the YMCA in Delaware. I am not above applying for financial assistance and based on the amount of money I made last year, I only have to pay a whopping $15 per month which gets me into every Y in the entire first state (oh yeah, that’s all seven of them) including the five or six swimming pools within an 8-mile radius. Score! See, sometimes it pays to not get paid much.

Did you know that the C in "YMCA" stands for Christian?

becoming a swimmer, Day 1.

Tuesday, October 19th, 2010

the Golden Bear pool at Cal mocking me

I got my new training program from Coach this morning and I love it already. In that masochistic kind of way, because it involves a whole lotta swimming. He told me a couple weeks ago that one of the reasons I am swimming slow is that it’s all in my head. So I pulled out the Jedi mind tricks and have been convincing myself that I really have it in me to swim faster. If you really believe it, you can do anything, right? :)

Over half the sessions are with the local squads and I got all my new swimsuits to keep me motivated. After a month of all this extra swimming, I’ll reward myself with a couple more. :D Coach said real swimmers don’t get new suits, they just wear their old ones til they go see-through and fall off. But I told him, he keeps telling me I gotta swim like Bella; she has the biggest collection of swimsuits of anyone I know, so if I want to swim like her, I need to start building up my collection, right? Totally makes sense to me. ;)

Happy swimming everybody!

hey, this is Oscar…

Sunday, October 17th, 2010

welcome to our crib!

thanks again to "Fees" for the poster :D

I also scored a universal remote for the TV on clearance for $4.97 at Walmart. It controls four devices! And actually specifies which four devices: your TV, DVD player (or gasp! VCR), your DVR, and cable or satellite. No, not my microwave or ipod. Well I do not have a DVD player or DVR or fancy extra cable box thing.  I feel like I am a huge disappointment to my new remote control. ah well, what can you do.

Mom and Pop

Friday, October 15th, 2010

So I realized why I found the whole token Asian couple in Glee fighting about dim sum with his mom so hilarious.

It reminded me of how my mom has always bickered with my dad about how he has to have dim sum with his family every week. We went to dim sum every weekend in Chinatown with Dad’s side of the family growing up. Chinese people talk at the top of their lungs, you know. When you step inside the tea house you just hear this ROAR. :) That’s how you know it’s authentic.

My car arrived yesterday with a trunk full of more stuff, so my wardrobe just doubled, and I had thrown in some sentimental stuff to make the crib seem more like home. Like this, Mom and Pop:

beware, Mom and Pop are always watching.

I love this picture of them, because they look so young and happy and glamorous. I think this was before they got married and had us kids. hahahaha!

I also wrote a piece on the moms and pops of television for MSN TV.

Anyway, just wanted to give a shoutout to my superstar parents–thanks for your love and support and not throwing too big of a tantrum when I moved across the USA…again (I was in Atlanta for grad school, remember Mom?)…but at least I’m still in the same country these days!

I do blame you two for my lack of swimming skills though, and not forcing us to take swim lessons when we were little. More on that in another blog. ;)

sometimes you just need a lil pep talk

Thursday, October 14th, 2010

Dear scrawny wimpy pathetic excuses for arms,

Pain is weakness leaving the body.

Just so you’re warned, it’s about to get worse before it gets better.

Much, much worse.

This hurts me more than it hurts you.

Trust me, it’s for your own good.

You’ll thank me for this.

Now stop crying like little biatches.

STFU and HTFU.

Love and kisses,
Wongstar.