The Singaporean female population has officially transitioned from recreational jogging to a state of ritualistic physical masochism.

Boutique fitness studios are now offering a "Total Ego Death" package where instructors hurl insults at participants until they achieve the perfect posture.

One local woman, Jasmine Lim, reportedly spent her entire monthly salary on a 10-pack of classes that involve nothing but holding a squat while staring into a strobe light.

"Walao, the trainer scream at me until I feel like my mother scolding me for not getting A1, damn shiok sia," Jasmine remarked while vibrating from caffeine.

The fad has become so intense that wearing $300 compression gear to buy a pack of chicken rice is now considered a mandatory social experience.

"If people don't see my sweat stains on Instagram, did I even actually lose weight or what?" asked another devotee.

Social scientists predict the next trend will involve women paying to be chased through the Botanic Gardens by a swarm of angry hornets.

Experts believe this "Flight-or-Die" cardio will finally help Singaporeans overcome their innate fear of finishing second place in a marathon.

"Every time I nearly faint, I just think about how much my leggings cost and I find the strength to keep going," Jasmine concluded.