My body just won't seem to cooperate! Tons of work - both in the office and at home - and I am exhausted every minute of the day. It seems that I simply have to deal with the pain and the load and whine on my blog.
Thank God for the coming weekend. This time in 3 days, I will be looking at this:
And this:
And this:
Now if I can only find a cellulite cure, I'm all set! (I am sure Hannah will be "liking" that line if this were on Facebook.)
Seriously, this weekend couldn't come at a more opportune time. I need this break. Universe, hear me, please. I need a miracle this weekend!!!
When I started eating less and getting off my butt to actually engage in physical activity, I was so optimistic. I just knew that I would be able to shed those years of accumulated weight. For the first 3 months, I was amazed by the results. I did have to jump start the whole thing with some pills (hormone stuff for PCOS, appetite suppressants, etc.). Someone suggested adipex p but that wasn't what my OB prescribed. Anyway, I did that for a month and then relied mainly on eating less and going to the gym.
In the back of my mind, I knew I was going to reach a plateau sooner or later. I had hoped it was later - much later, when I had achieved my target - but I think I'm there now. I haven't lost much in the past month and a half. Of course, I have to consider that I haven't been going to the gym much either.
I've started swimming though, and it seems that it just might help. After a week or so, I have lost a pound. Or maybe it's just because of my bum tummy! They say the last 10 pounds are the most difficult - and I believe that! However, I am determined to get out of this rut. Any ideas?
For the life of me, I cannot come up with a Monday Pick Me Upper today. I started thinking about it last night but I guess the 2-hour swim exhausted me too much. Today, I have been in and out of the restroom chucking up what little I had ingested for lunch.
I don't even feel like writing but old habits die hard. A colleague was feeling off as well and she said something that made me think.
Psychosomatic.
That's the word she used. While she used it to describe herself, it's making me think. They say you can get physically ill because of emotional/psychological disturbance. Maybe it is true. I wonder if Medicare supplement will cover this kind of thing?
On the other hand, if you think you're psychosomatic, does that discount you as being one? Or maybe hypochondriac is a better word. (I wonder if Medicare will also cover these cases.)
I think I have to call it a day even if it's not even midnight. I hope my stomach doesn't wake me up in the middle of the night...kill me instead, please.
I have been trying to make it a habit to start my day right by reading the Bible and praying. So far so good, and I have to say that it helps in getting things right during the day.
The other day, the meditation was about looking at what you value rather than what things cost. I do not know if I got it right, but the way it hit me, I thought about materialism, values, and things/people that are precious to you. I thought about how sometimes, you just find yourself wanting something so much that you end up throwing away those things that you value.
I guess it happens to the best of us. The world has so much to offer that there are times when we just throw caution to the wind (not always a bad thing, I think) and forget everything else.
What I am hoping now is that I do not end up doing the wrong thing just because I want something so badly. I also hope that I fully realize and understand what I really value in my life and not let go of them. Oh and there's one more wish...but as they say, don't divulge your wishes or else they might not come true. ;)
This is going to be a rambling post. I probably won't make sense. I don't even know what to write. I just know that today was a relatively good day and that I am somewhat thankful for what I have. I am not a very expressive person but I do recognize the good things I have in my life.
I have a good job (nor perfect but good). I have a loving and supportive family. I have friends who put up with my idiosyncrasies. I have my toys (Koryu the best of netbooks). I have a roof above my head and a super comfy place to sleep in. I have the everything downstairs at my convenience.
I guess this isn't the best time to be posting but I just can't help it. I have to write and enumerate the good things in my life. I may not have everything I want but I certainly have the things I need. For now.
I don't remember if I wrote about this in December, but it just entered my mind again. One day, my friends and I at work decided to take the EQ test just to see how we fared. I honestly thought that I would score pretty well but apparently, I thought wrong. Among all the people who took the test, I was the only one who got a below average EQ! Go figure!
I was the only one who didn't open gifts till Christmas Eve!!!
Anyhow, the reason I thought about this test is that when I woke up this morning, I realized that I have been following some of my resolutions for the year. Granted it's only been a month; still, I think that I am doing pretty well.
Let me gloat for a bit...
I have been avoiding major purchases - no new camcorder, no new laptop, no new phone! That last bit is actually NOT fulfilling a promise to myself - I promised to get an iPhone but managed to hold off on the purchase yet again. I guess my below average EQ is at work for I have opted to pay towards my credit card debt instead of burning money. ;)
I've also done okay regarding eating less and exercising (not as much as I should but at least the effort is there). I also think I am doing pretty well when it comes to handling everything on my plate.
2010 is not the best year yet but it definitely is shaping up. Let's see how I fare come March.
January's almost over and am I glad! Last week, it seemed like all the stress that has been building up in the past 3 months just got dumped on me. From the moment I woke up (after what little sleep I got) every day to the last minute at the office on Friday, I felt like I was walking on a tightrope.
Thank God for a very relaxing night out. First I went home for a few minutes to see my family before going to Last Home in Mandaluyong. It was G.A.P. Night (Guilty Acoustic Pleasures - tama ba?) and even if I didn't get to see whole set, it was great! Yeah, Kevin Roy sang a lot of emo songs but it was still fun. Here's a video Xavier (Rye!) took.
Awesome, huh? It's awfully dark but the music...wow!
What I didn't expect was the karaoke session after. Yeah...Jack and Absolut made me sing - at least that's what I thought it was.
While the boys were singing.
She's really feeling it.
Last stop: Tsokunut for some hot chocolate. This is where the conversation turned to mundane stuff such as work, the beach, family friends, and even insurance marketing!
Needless to say, my Saturday was spent indoors. I had to have a 2-hour massage and sleep all day! Now the blue moon is out and the night is looking good again. I think it's time for some Wii!
Here's something to make your Monday more bearable.
Dexter (the turtle) has grown so big and is showing his own personality as well. I never thought turtles had their own personalities but Dexter is proving me wrong. Watch.
So what do Sam and Dex have in common? They both love to play peekaboo!
Ren had been telling me about last night's gig for weeks, and I had always planned on going. I almost didn't go yesterday (it's the flaker in me) but I sure am glad that we went ahead with our plans!
The main act for the night was Ken Stringfellow, who used to work with REM. He has been going solo for quite some time now, but became quite popular as the front man of The Posies. To be honest, I knew nothing - zilch! - about his music before last night. What I had in mind was easy listening music - happy music. At least, that's what Ren told me.
I couldn't have been more wrong - at least with the happy part. Ken has an awesome voice and interacts with the crowd very well. He has some serious vocals and you just find yourself wanting to listen to him all night. The thing is, he sang very very very sad songs. Seriously sad songs. And with his voice, you just might end up wanting to crawl into a corner and never get up.
That being said, the night was one of the best I've had. I enjoyed going out with my sister (I think it's the first time in forever that we've gone out to watch bands) and some of my closest friends.
There were other bands, too:
Next gig: Kings of Convenience. They're a bit more mainstream, I think; although the only time I've listened to them was that one unforgettable night - their music calmed me down like nothing else. For tickets, e-mail tickets@kindassault.com. (Sorry, I am not aware of a one-stop site like Branson tickets for Manila events.)
I wanted to share some Ken Stringfellow songs on here but I think I'll do that next time - gonna have to look on YouTube first and see if I can figure out which song is which, but the one that stands out the most has the lines "There's so much pain, pain behind us, pain through us, pain to make us or erase our sense of trust..."
Now do you know why I have that tripod on my head?
I had this awful dream the other night. I wasn't going to write about it but I decided to do it anyway.
I dreamt that I was at a beach (probably Caramoan since that was the last beach I went to) and that I was going into the water wearing my gym shoes. Suddenly, my feet started sinking in the sand. I took of my shoes as they seemed to be the reason for my rapid sinking but that didn't help. I then tried to lie flat on my back (more surface area) but that didn't work either.
While there are no hotels in Caramoan, in my dream, there was this big building on the shore. I started shouting for help and a guy peeked out his window but he was on a high floor so he couldn't do anything. The last thing I remember was feeling - actually feeling - the sand come up to my mouth and nose. I also remember thinking "I'm going to die and there's nothing I can do about it." Then I woke up.
I don't know why I had that dream but it sucks - just like the elevator dream. I was not (and never was) on any drug. Health supplements, prenatal vitamins (not preggers, hello), painkillers, sleeping pills - nope. Naturally, I woke up feeling off but am glad that quicksand dream was just a dream.
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When I started eating less and getting off my butt to actually engage in physical activity, I was so optimistic. I just knew that I would be able to shed those years of accumulated weight. For the first 3 months, I was amazed by the results. I did have to jump start the whole thing with some pills (hormone stuff for PCOS, appetite suppressants, etc.). Someone suggested adipex p but that wasn't what my OB prescribed. Anyway, I did that for a month and then relied mainly on eating less and going to the gym.
I have been trying to make it a habit to start my day right by reading the Bible and praying. So far so good, and I have to say that it helps in getting things right during the day. 
Next gig: Kings of Convenience. They're a bit more mainstream, I think; although the only time I've listened to them was that one unforgettable night - their music calmed me down like nothing else. For tickets, e-mail tickets@kindassault.com. (Sorry, I am not aware of a one-stop site like Branson tickets for Manila events.) 
I had this awful dream the other night. I wasn't going to write about it but I decided to do it anyway. 
