Guys!!!! Seember had the best birthday ever!!!!! I’m still on the birthday high even as I type this. It was small and intimate and had no extra frills but it was perfect. Nothing like an entire day dedicated to catering to your every whim by good friends and family.
Last year, my birthday fell on a Sunday so I started the day in church – rightly so. This year however, it fell on a Monday but it wasn’t a problem. Once I noticed it would be on a Monday, I made a date with Jesus for the 3rd; woke up bright and early and went to thank him for my life. Took selfies after church because….. Vain-Seember!
So… 4th came!!! My phone started buzzing almost immediately. Lots of singing [frog voices and all] :P, lots of prayers, lots of tweets, lots of facebook notifications, lots of bbms, whatsapp messages. I had to turn the phone off at some point just to catch some zzzzzzzzzzzzzz(s) seeing as I still had to run at 6am. I already knew I was going to eat like a cow during the day so I had no choice but to exercise. Woke up and headed out by 6:30am and look….
I fucking kicked ass! 15.5kms – 933 calories burnt. Whoop! I could now sit back, eat well and enjoy my day. And that’s exactly what I did.
My dear Boks & Achike were prompt and early and came bearing gifts of cake, HRM and Mac makeup. Can I talk about my cake for a bit? Okay! Listen! You have never had cake like this, I’m telling you. Double gooey chocolate with a hazelnut center filling and coconut topping. Achike and I started eating it before I remembered to take a picture so forgive the missing toppings ….. But look at this beauty. Tasted like good decisions and happy fat! My taste buds sang the Halleluya chorus… Handel’s. [Thank you guys so much Boks & Achike for my presents, I loved them]
I made my winning jollof rice & peppered turkey. It never fails, everyone loved it. I forgot to take pictures because that’s what happens when you’re having a blast! Managed to find a haphazard one of the peppered turkey but it’ll have to do. Peep the protein powder in the corner…. Fitting irony because fitfam was parked in one corner just like that. Lol
Our friend Oria joined the gang after work with booze and icecream. Chai!!! So after all that rice and whatnot what did I do? I served the cake with a dollop of icecream and then drizzled baileys all over it. Yes guys, its not a coincidence that my waistline is thick, I sabi chop and I sabi mix am. ha ha. PS: Guys, this Olmeca flavoured tequila is the shit! Serve it on the rocks with nothing else and thank God for good living. Yum!!
We spent the rest of the day just laughing, teasing each other, gossiping, knocking back endless drinks, banter and all round fun. My friend Teni also joined us at night, she came to eat cake, but ended up eating rice too while wearing her gym clothes… lmao.
My sister posted the sweetest message on Instagram for me. Look at that – Me and my baby girl…. Miss Iveren. Then she sent me more pictures. Too cute. That third one looks like she’s saying “Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” but I think it looks more like a tantrum “Noooooooooooooooooooooo”…. We need to work on her lip-synching skills. ha ha. Look at her hair; Nigerian women is it by force to make your baby’s 5 strands of hair? lol
Then look at what Wandoo posted on her Instagram page for me……. Walahi, my eyes started sweating! How sweet and touching!
I love my family. I really do. And these messages touch a part of my heart that sings; thank you my dear. Mom called too, she says there’s pounded yam waiting for me in Benue this weekend. Best! My brother waltzed into my room in the afternoon to tell me that he’s been trying to post a birthday wish on my facebook wall but its not working. I’m like, shey its too much trouble to just come to my room and wish me a happy birthday? Facebook is better abi? LOL. He’s a special one.
It was a beautiful day indeed. May 4th.
So I woke up the next day feeling like a beached whale. After all that food and misbehavior, I knew I had to exercise. But God was merciful, it was raining so I had an excuse to not be out at 6am. Thankfully, the weather remained cool all day and so I headed out in the afternoon, armed with me new HRM [thank you Boki] and look….. 2hrs 36mins, 15.7km and 1322 calories later; I was feeling like Usain Bolt! Bye beached whale. ha!
You know, I’ve always wondered what the disparity is between the stats registered on the Nike app vs one on a HRM and I guess its finally settled. The Nike app logged in 957 calories while the HRM logged in 1322; a whopping difference of almost 4oo calories. Woah! So basically, I need to go back and add almost 4oo calories to all my workout stats prior to using the HRM. I like knowing and seeing my efforts in such accuracy. With this HRM, its quite unlikely that I’d miss a day of workout, I want to see over 1000 on my wrist every damn day because my middle name is overkill. Yes! 😀
When I go out to exercise, I pretty much look like something a cow chewed and spat out! No effort whatsoever. Add that to all the sweating and i’m surprised I’ve gotten toasted on my runs. Sidebar: I love you Nigerian men, y’all are awesome for a girl’s self esteem. Anyways, I was saying…. After i’m done working out, I get back home, shower and primp up and……….. LOOK AT THAT!!!
I CLEAN UP NICE AND I SAY SO MYSELF.
I’m such a beautiful girl. Ahn! See God was just showing off when he made me. It’s not bragging if its true. Lol.
Funny Story: One cool evening, dressed in baggy slacks, a tank top & shades [far difference from my workout clothes];I decided to walk through my usual run route to go buy something in games village and the security guys at the American school that always hail me when i’m running didn’t say a word to me. I said – oga una well done oooo – and they responded rather casually. Next day, I’m running past in my workout garbage chic look and its back to some very enthusiastic “Ah, sister, well done ooooo”. Lol. Apparently, they didn’t recognize me the previous day. I looked too much like a human being. Lol. Cool story over.
All in all, I had the best birthday. I’m so thankful for everyone who called me, sent messages, bought me gifts, dashed me money and wished me well. May God bless each one of you and may you have people be just as kind to you. I had people come and go till about midnight and I was sad the day had to end. But even though my day ended, I’ve still been on a birthday high – the gifts are still coming in, the messages & calls haven’t stopped and it still feels like birthday at mi casa. Infact, i’m typing this with one hand because my dear Hauwa just sent me TWO packs of precious KULUWINGS!! In two different flavours. Lord hammacy! Guys, I have to go… *licks fingers*
Truly, I AM BLESSED! I may not have much, but I am loved and the love flowed freely. I cannot thank you guys enough, may God bless you all.
PS: Wondering about my birthday wishlist? I think it deserves a post of its own. Sometime soon.