Returned, I have?

Forgive the hiatus.  I have repeatedly told myself that this year would be different, but even with the weekly notification from WordPress, I still failed to update the blog as regularly as possible.

Blame it on my Superman complex.  I actually thought I can juggle a full-time job, three major subjects for grad school, an LDR, chores and errands, family stuff, and a whole dollop of me-time.  Ha.  Noting the number of zits that have popped across my forehead and the existence of eyebags upon eyebags, I have come to conclude that I have bitten off more than I can chew.

Relief, however, comes after some time.  I have a handful of minutes to relish the fact that, after this week, this term’s grad school is officially over.  I could not be more relieved.  I am never overloading on subjects again!

As much as I want to finish, I really should not have done away with so many major subjects at a time.  It is embarrassing to say, but it was work that suffered.  Oh, how I wish that work did not suffer as much as it did.  But it did.  Oh it so did.  I will definitely pay more attention to time management now.  There must be a semblance of life balance in what I do….

…. which includes physical health.  Coming from an annual physical exam, it was discovered that I indulge too much in um, savory food to say the least.  I think — I THINK — with a weight gain of almost 10 pounds since Paris — Oh Paris, I wish I can escape to you — I eat my stress away.  So, like every year, I embark yet again on a journey to physical wellness this time.  And I hope that the quick 6 week break from schooling will help me build a firmer and stronger workout habit.

It's A Numbers Game

Le Beau is quite concerned and I can’t afford to have another person worrying about me.  My mother already has that covered.  So yeah.  Here we go again right?

I figured it out though.  Or at least I’ve planned it all in my head.  I have to shed some weight first before I start building muscle again.  I’ve done it before, right after finishing the management program in 2010.  Given, of course, that my body might not respond as quickly as it used to four years ago, it surely is worth a shot.

That means sleeping longer, eating better, lessening sugar and well, yoga.  Yoga is my life saver.  Le Beau knows it too; he finds me more pleasant and happy and relaxed after yoga.  And I would like to think a pleasant and relaxed partner is someone he deserves to have.  Yihee.  Bring on the cheese.

Yoga is

Oh, it’s National Poetry Month!  A good friend Ginny has constantly posted beautiful words on Facebook and I have to thank her because now, I look forward to it!  I have forgotten, too, the power of the written word.  Because of that, I shall do my best to keep posting lovely prose — at least, lovely to me — in this channel.

I hope you enjoy this journey — wellness and artistry — even though I basically force you to go with me on it.

May you have a much better managed day than mine.  :)  I leave you with Tyler Knott Gregson.  Tell you more about how I discovered him later.

Tyler Knott Gregson #319
Thank you, Pinterest, for being my constant source of images.

The right reasons

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If you’re following me on Instagram (which you should by the way, I can be pretty stellar on a good day), you’ll know that my race kit arrived last week.  It’s a 21km run, or a half Mary as running enthusiasts would call it, and it’s on October 6.

Guys, it’s September.  And I am severely out of shape.

I don’t know what came over me and I signed up for something like that.  I can’t even imagine getting past 15km.  But it’s there and I told myself 2013 will not pass without me completing a good half Mary.

Although I’ve been doing yoga at home, I can’t really say that I am in shape.  My stats this afternoon at the gym were abysmal.

I am so fucking out of shape.

So let’s change that shall we?  I clocked in a good 5.4km today at the treadmill, though at a disappointing 33:28.  But I still have a narrow gap to improve on that one.

Four weeks to kick ass.  Tomorrow, I’m hitting CFMNL.  I’ve had that 5-day pass for so long, might as well use it now.

I wonder how spent I’ll be come Tuesday.  To be honest, I’m quite excited. :)

And I better start eating better too.  I am fucking heavy.

Enough cursing for the day.  Time for some stretches.  Oh Lord, my thighs are killing me.

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Catching up to you

So the week has been tumultuous to say the least and I desperately tried my best to compensate for the stress brought about the usual high productivity demand from work.  Eh.  Lately, I’ve been having a hard time dealing with people.  My fuse has been short, I’ve been quite impatient, snapping at everyone and it’s not even my time of the month yet.

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I have my photography classes to look forward to!  Instead of the evening sessions at AIM, my instructors Ador and Rey both suggested I take the full blown course every Saturday at Intramuros.  My enthusiasm deserves much more hours than a crash course.  Actually that’s just me, but yeah I’m pretty good at deduction.  Haha.

If you’re still not following me on Instagram, please do!  Hahahaha.  That’s a shameless plug right there!  I do my best to be as interesting as possible, and soon enough, when I start shooting more pieces, I’ll have them up there too.  No filter of course.

On a less self-indulgent note, given how emotionally taxing the year has been, I’ve been keeping myself sane and well by running and reading.  It’s not really your usual combination, but with the Adidas King Of The Road just around the corner, I’ve decided to put more effort into it.

AKA training harder and eating righter.  If there’s such a word.

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Looking at my running shoes, I also have to start acknowledging the fact that I need new ones.  Hahaha.  Currently, I am drooling over these babies.

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And by babies, I mean all of them.  I have always been a Nike girl (though I do love my Adidas trainers) and the Flyknit Lunar1+ has got me itching and salivating and craving.

Rain started to pour quite evenly here in the Philippines, and I remember running in the rain during a Milo marathon.  It wasn’t my best time but it was the best run I’ve had.

Can’t wait to run in the rain again.

Anyway, I’m off to shower and prepare for my class.  I’m hoping I get to blow their socks off and make them see that I am the best student they will ever EVER EVERRRRRRR have.

Yeah that sounds like a manageable expectation for me.  Hahaha.