Doodles in Repose

Running

In my 30+ existence in this world, I never considered running as an activity. I always itch everytime I attempt to do so. For those who've witnessed it, it's not a normal itchy feeling but one that will make you really stop, scratch and even cry. Why would I want that experience right? So I decided not to do it at all. I'd rather perform other cardio activities except running.

This year, a lot of people convinced me to try it. Since I've been inconsistent with my workout for the past 6 months, I really gained weight. My friend in the gym told me that running is very effective in losing weight. Despite all the convincing still I dont want to try it.

We all know that there's a marathon fever happening and a lot of my friends are so into it. One rainy evening, I decided to give it a try. I went to UP and to my surprise I finished 2 rounds and felt less itchy. The itch was bearable that I stopped only for a few minutes. I can't believe it myself. Not so much that I was able to run (as I am into other cadio activities) but more of that I didn't experience that breath-taking itchy thing. I hope this is the start of something new and I look forward to my next jog :-) I got so inspired that I bought a new pair of running shoes!!!! ...Hop hop hop

I am not an ambitious person

When i was starting my career my end goal was to be the head/director/lead in the field I belong to. Everytime our big boss then would talk in front of the big crowd i'd always say "someday I will be like her."

After 12 years in the corporate world and in the same field, I realized that I am not am ambitious person. I thought I'd be happy once I reach that level but now that I am still a few steps away from that, I already know that I will never be happy, that it's not what I want. The rest of the world thinks that I am competitive. No I'm not, I just want to give my best in whatever work/task that is given to me. I think the right word is "responsible." Management gives me this role therefore I perform to what is expected of me. But if asked if I'm happy? No. I feel it's an obligation.

What makes me happy is balance in life. I dont want to work on weekends. I dont want to stay up late just because of work. I want time for myself and for my family. I want time to do others things I love such as sports, exercise, watch movie, watch TV. Once I have my own family, I want to spend time with them. These things make me happy.

I guess priorities in life change once you grow old.

Procrastination

Is a behavior which is characterized by deferment of actions or tasks to a later time. Psychologists often cite procrastination as a mechanism for coping with the anxiety associated with starting or completing any task or decision. - Wikipedia

I've been teaching Time Management and I always stress in class that this is one of the behaviors one should avoid. Easier said than done. SInce I was a kid, I used to procrastinate. I remember when we were in high school, me and my sister used to have study tables beside each other. I was wondering how come by 8pm she's done with all of her assignments and even if she has an exam the following day, she can still finish by that time. I even quizzed her just to check whether she really studied and yes, she was able to answer my questions. In college, it was the same thing. I would normally not sleep especially during exam week while my sister is there sleeping soundly. Guess what, she graduated with honors but this is another topic. Now that I am already working, I always experience "rushing" some of my deliverables. That was when I came to realize that I kept on delaying things.Wishing that I can defer it simply because I dread doing the work. As a result, I tend not to be productive and highly stressed.

Questions in my mind -- perhaps it's time to really think whether I like what I'm doing or do I have need to go to a more stressful environment (my gosh, if you dont classify my current one as such, i can't imagine what it's like out there), or do I need to seek a psychologist (it might be a too abnormal behavior).

Sydney

The past two months me, my mom and brother-in-law exchanged schedules in staying with my sister in the hospital. It was a delicate pregnancy that she was for bed rest for more than a month. Now, we welcome Baby Sydney to the family. Yehey, clap clap....Bryce now is a certified KUYA. I am wondering why is Sydney staring at me.

I'm back!

Ey ey ey...I'm back in the blogging world!

I've been very busy these past few months, not just at work but even in fixing my life. hahaha...So many things just happened and some of them caught me by surprise. Not to mention that I don't have a personal laptop and our IT folks disabled USB access. That said, I can't upload or post pictures so that added to my lack of enthusiasm to blog. So, I'm planning to buy anytime soon. I'm just checking on the specs and making sure that the price is within my budget.

For now, I just want to greet everyone Happy Easter in advance. This is the most important celebration -- more important than Christmas so I hope everyone takes time to hear mass and thank God for all the sacrifices he has done for mankind.

Please pray for my sister as well. She's pregnant and is in the hospital for almost 2 weeks. The baby is so excited to go out of the womb. If my nephew Bryce is hyper-active, now I can imagine what my niece will be.

Christmas Escapades

This is so far the BUSIEST holiday season i ever had. Get-together with friends, former co-workers, classmates and not to mention parties in the office and coffee nights with 'special people' and new friends For the past three weeks, I've been sleeping at the average around 3am. Oh yes, at my age I can still do this :-) Good thing Dec 25 - Jan 2 was declared a holiday...yahooo!!!!!! The more that I have reason to stay up late and just wake up noon time the following day.

The sad part is that I never had the chance to exercise 3x a week :-( I guess I gained 5 lbs due to gluttony!!!! Sharing with you some of the pics, not complete though as there were times I didn't have my cam with me.