I write this piece as I watch the Azkals battle with the Kuwait team, while mulling about Amy Winehouse‘s sudden death, the mugging of a 365PH friend, a fundamentalist attack on multiculturalism in Norway and “getting off the radar” of a close friend after a “political” cuffle with the authorities overseas.
Humble pie is good for Azkals now. They need 4 goals on the next game now to be able to move forward.
I feel sadness for the loss of such a great talent. Pre-judging without knowing the conditions of her sudden death yet, I assign a sense of accountability to people around her. You should’ve taken great lenghts to care for Amy. Her Serbia appearance was a preview of worse things to come.
Just outraged at the manifesto of the attacker who killed tons of people in Norway.
I too was mugged before. and looking back I would agree with people saying I was an idiot for chasing my mugger. What if he has a knife or a gun then uses it? Replacing identification papers is a herculean task but then none of that or the stuff I lost will equal my life.
Will share more about the political bit once I am certain that my friend is safely back in the country. It’s another worrisome situation.
The past two years I’ve really been treating my body bad with eating and drinking a lot. Though I got into several physically strenous activities (swimming, kayak, biking, running, briskwalking), my heart wasn’t into it. I’d start heavy, as in do each activity like there’s no tomorrow. Then I get tired and feel deprived, then regress with inactivity and bingeing to no end.
Now I’ve gotten my 6-pack – six freaking kilos I badly need to get rid off.
So I’ve started reading up and exploring a lifestyle that would allow me to restore my health. Thanks to ROX Philippines for hosting such a wellness talk event. I would’ve gone directly to a gym and sign up but at least it got me thinking more if the sport I plan to pick up would allow me to commit to it for life.
The first speaker was a Yoga practicioner/coach (? didn’t really know, I was late) who was gushing about her journey from her illness requiring her to pick up a physical activity of this nature then eventually growing into it. She can do a headstand on the middle of the floor without support! Whoaaa! That’s on top of the meditative value of the exercise. Yes, this might be one thing I’d like to keep into my life. Looks like I will have to sign up at least for the beginner’s class at their studio.
The second speaker was more commercial (his deck of revenue stream possibility statistics were a giveaway) and with the folowing he has now, I’m sure his visions will become a reality. Well of course he had a surfer dude body to die for! Who wouldn’t want that? It’s also promising that he just mentioned Surfing Season just started. I think I need to try this one out too. Even if only for the chance to hang around with these strong and well-balanced people and their gear. Another plus would be riding my own wave and enjoying the sea. Curious? See you there with the waves!
Last but not least would be this very passionate poi enthusiast spearheading poi advocacy in the Philippines. A familiar sight seen when the family spent New Year’s Eve at Boracay. He had these two dangling thingies of different sorts, waving while dancing. At least that’s how it appears to me. Object manipulation, that is how the art of poi is classified. One would need to have graceful moves to be able to to it. Hmm, I don’t. But it does look fun to watch. So, if you’re keen, try it sometime and join the gang.
I can’t even kid with you guys. Indeed, my post prior to this is a revelation.
So? That’s not news!
Can’t I afford to mush once a decade? I kinda sorta a bit miss the feeling. This blog is my release from it. All possible disclaimers apply.
Yup. This entry has no relation to the photo.
<Insert sack race photo here>
This is an amateur sackracer at work. Pay attention. And the arms don’t look too bad either.
I have always wanted to learn how to swim.
It’s always a pity during outings that I only dip, I never go to the deep parts at the beach, or if I do I never leave the gutter at the pool. All because I was afraid of drowing.
Last year I paid 50% on a professional swimming class. Darn it, work got in the way, and I never even attended the first session. So for the summer last year I went to places that had pools and dipping was the best that I could do.
But this summer, I didn’t enroll, good thing I had buddies who have the same plight. We searched high and low for a place to go. And we have. An plus factor here is we also found TIME to actually start it, do it, and stick with it.
Hopefully in a month’s time we’d be real swimmers–finally.
What I’ve learned/achieved so far:
- Breathing. It’s the main point on learning to swim.
- Not losing your balance. (Geez just last Saturday I fell with all my dry clothes! Too excited I guess.)
- Being shameless on wearing swimsuits. I don’t care anymore. I’ve accepted my body.
- Not being afraid to go on without air for a while. Drowning ain’t likely because if you get afraid just stand up. Well, I practice only on places where I can stand.
- Update (June 11, 2005) Thanks to Coach Des & Coach Leah, I can now backfloat. Weeeee!