I will never be the kind of girl whose hair perfectly blows in the wind.
Just saying.
Think Out Loud
A little here and there
How have you been enjoying our National Poetry Month features so far? I wish to be more consistent, perhaps to catch up with the days I’ve missed — from both ends — I may be uploading more than one select poem a day. Bear with me, but if art is something you wish to consume, I’m happy to serve it to you.
Here in the Philippines, we just enjoyed a good 5-day weekend, thanks to the Holy Week. For the Catholics, it was a period of penance, but for us, it was more like stewing in our own sweat. The summer heat is really knocking and it’s almost dizzying! For now, we’re just thankful that the water company’s planned service period was put on hold. We didn’t have to endure the humidity waterless.
I’m really thankful for the weather especially last week because the Sisterhood went for a quick photoshoot at the Ayala Triangle Gardens. More on that later. ;)
I think I’ve been bathing twice a day now. I really am not fond of summer, and it’s quite ironic, given that I live in a tropical country. I love the rain still. They have a word for it, I believe:
Le Beau seems to be on a mission to make me love summer, or at least the beach. He comes for a visit by December — just in time for my brother’s wedding — and some much needed R&R with me. He asked me to take him somewhere we can really just relax and unwind. My mind immediately goes to the summer capital of the Philippines and some light trekking here and there, but then, he fell in love with this view:
Oh yes. We’re headed to Boracay.
I’m still looking for a good enough hotel — not so cheap, but not so pricey — that can give him quick access to the best sand in the world, and a fantastic lounge area for my reading needs. I know I know, I can be boring like that, but I can’t deny the joy and the calm that come with reading a book by the sea.
They say Boracay sand is perfect. Never heats up. Always cool. Perfect powder.
I hope I enjoy it as much as he does.
That’s the basic musings for today. Then again, it’s just Monday.
Falling into a schedule
CAN I JUST GET A QUICK SHOUTOUT? This school term is finally over!
In that light, Le Beau has been bugging me to come up with a workout schedule while I’m on my five-week break. I cannot disagree with that; my body has gone through so much that to call it in a fit of disarray and bleh is an understatement.
So here’s what I think. Running Mondays, Yoga Tuesdays, Biking Saturdays. Sounds good right? All the other tasks that I have to accomplish within the week, work-wise and otherwise, I now have time for. My only concern is, my class schedule for the next term is Tuesdays and Thursdays, so yoga has to fit elsewhere.
Are you following me on Pinterest yet? Hahaha. Not that I have so many interesting posts there, but I just created a new board, basically prepping my head for how I would look like when I start working out. HAHAHAHA. I know that’s a big joke, but I can’t help it sometimes. Even though I am so sure I do not have enough money to create a whole new fitness wardrobe, that shouldn’t really stop me from dreaming of having one.
Imagine my joy, though, when I saw these Flyknits:
I’m pretty sure Le Beau is going to argue that I don’t really need new sneakers, especially when I’ve barely used the neon green ones my cousin gave me, but look at it! It’s so pretty.
Enough gushing now. It’s quite a big day today, and someone will not stop nagging until that someone is satisfied. Before my good mood is ruined, must sign off.
Have a great day. :)
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.
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.
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.
Thank you, Pinterest, for being my constant source of images.
Not awkward, but shared.
the salt of your skin 