Saturday, January 29, 2011
Story lines
I miss writing story lines. Maybe I'm not the best writer, but I used to have creative ideas on short stories, lately, I feel like I've run out. So instead of a dump for fiction, I'm using this blog as a dump for my off-tangent, seemingly unimportant musings. Largely insignificant in the greater scheme of things these afterthoughts are merely moments of quiet craziness that I'd like to believe is worth writing.
Naker = Naku + heller.
I am quite literally and figuratively, drowning in work. Yes, been too busy even to drop a line or two on this here blog. But now that I'm here, might as well do so.
Today, I played a couple of hours of badminton, and no more knee pain, YAY! Finally, although, I'm quite cautious now, and I refrain from overdoing it because that 5-day-barely-walk-stuck-in-bedrest nightmare is something I'd rather keep in the past. I don't want to ever have to deal with that kind of pain again. Ever. Although I have to admit, I'm a little rusty. I will get back on track, I'm on it.
Been noticing that gas prices have been up lately and it has landed on the big 50. This is actually a major pain because when I trek out to Manila, I consume a lot of gas, averaging maybe around 5 to 6 liters per roundtrip. This oil price hike is crippling and down right annoying, plus with all the traffic that I have to go through? Ugh, terrible.
Let me air my grudge on TRAFFIC. See there are two ways down the mountain from where I live. One straight through Mandaluyong/Ortigas/Libis and another through Marikina.
Yes, just two routes. ONLY TWO ROUTES.
And on both of these routes, somebody had the brilliant idea of fixing waterworks, expanding roads, building sidewalks ALL AT THE SAME TIME. So both routes are heavily clogged with traffic as one bottleneck follows another. It's such a nightmare because before all of this chaos, I had already memorized the previous waves of off-peaks so that I avoid the traffic, and now I'm just always stuck in the middle of it. Whether I travel in the dead of the night, the slow morning hours, it's always, ALWAYS traffic. In fact, for most days, it's so painful that I'd rather stay at home, or in the confines of the mountain where I live rather than trek out to Manila.
High voluminous never-ending, making-my-legs-cramp, kill-me-now traffic is just too much for my brain cells and electrolyte balance (hello, hypokalemia). Don't they ever coordinate with each other? Don't they understand how difficult it is for the locals to move about if they don't consider the amount of traffic they are causing? This is why disasters are ill-managed in the Philippines. Government bodies NEVER coordinate with each other. They forget that their constituents depend on them to acknowledge that they have to work together in serving the people.
Today, I played a couple of hours of badminton, and no more knee pain, YAY! Finally, although, I'm quite cautious now, and I refrain from overdoing it because that 5-day-barely-walk-stuck-in-bedrest nightmare is something I'd rather keep in the past. I don't want to ever have to deal with that kind of pain again. Ever. Although I have to admit, I'm a little rusty. I will get back on track, I'm on it.
Been noticing that gas prices have been up lately and it has landed on the big 50. This is actually a major pain because when I trek out to Manila, I consume a lot of gas, averaging maybe around 5 to 6 liters per roundtrip. This oil price hike is crippling and down right annoying, plus with all the traffic that I have to go through? Ugh, terrible.
Let me air my grudge on TRAFFIC. See there are two ways down the mountain from where I live. One straight through Mandaluyong/Ortigas/Libis and another through Marikina.
Yes, just two routes. ONLY TWO ROUTES.
And on both of these routes, somebody had the brilliant idea of fixing waterworks, expanding roads, building sidewalks ALL AT THE SAME TIME. So both routes are heavily clogged with traffic as one bottleneck follows another. It's such a nightmare because before all of this chaos, I had already memorized the previous waves of off-peaks so that I avoid the traffic, and now I'm just always stuck in the middle of it. Whether I travel in the dead of the night, the slow morning hours, it's always, ALWAYS traffic. In fact, for most days, it's so painful that I'd rather stay at home, or in the confines of the mountain where I live rather than trek out to Manila.
High voluminous never-ending, making-my-legs-cramp, kill-me-now traffic is just too much for my brain cells and electrolyte balance (hello, hypokalemia). Don't they ever coordinate with each other? Don't they understand how difficult it is for the locals to move about if they don't consider the amount of traffic they are causing? This is why disasters are ill-managed in the Philippines. Government bodies NEVER coordinate with each other. They forget that their constituents depend on them to acknowledge that they have to work together in serving the people.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Seaweed Pringles
I am officially back on the treadmill, FINALLY! I did my usual 30 minute, 3km slow jog last night and I am pushing my injured leg as far as it can work without debilitating pain. I cannot emphasize how grateful I am for recovering from the harrowing injury I had to suffer a good 8 weeks ago. I can still remember the five days I had to lie still on my bed due to the pain. There's still a bit of recurring pain, especially on the upper part of my left calf, but properly managed with exercise and good warm-up and cool-down regimens, it's going to eventually go away, fade. Then maybe I can run more efficiently and hopefully play longer on the badminton courts. The knee brace really does help, but I can't depend on it much because it keeps the knee positioned at a very specific angle, at some point it makes the playing more tiring than it ought to be.
Curbing the holiday diet with my "unfavoritest" food, my appetite's arch-enemy.... the dreaded oatmeal. This stuff's so good for me that going through a bowl of it every morning feels nothing short of slow prisonlike torture. Though my recent liking for the Seaweed PRingles does not help with the intended weight loss. It'll be a while before I stop buying a tube of this snippets of heaven.
Curbing the holiday diet with my "unfavoritest" food, my appetite's arch-enemy.... the dreaded oatmeal. This stuff's so good for me that going through a bowl of it every morning feels nothing short of slow prisonlike torture. Though my recent liking for the Seaweed PRingles does not help with the intended weight loss. It'll be a while before I stop buying a tube of this snippets of heaven.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Making Mojitos on a bright Sunny Sunday morning.
Yey for mojitos!
The thing about living in the faraway land of Rizal is that everything else is faraway. Sure having a car eases the burden of the trip home, but it still is a TRIP. Perhaps I just need better music in the car.
Yesterday was the second time I played badmin after my harrowing injury. When I woke up this morning, I panicked because the pain is present once more. My legs froze up last night, and I was again reminded of how it'll be quite some time before I can push my legs to it's previous extreme fitness regimes. I can't believe that my legs are asking me to be patient.
The thing about living in the faraway land of Rizal is that everything else is faraway. Sure having a car eases the burden of the trip home, but it still is a TRIP. Perhaps I just need better music in the car.
Yesterday was the second time I played badmin after my harrowing injury. When I woke up this morning, I panicked because the pain is present once more. My legs froze up last night, and I was again reminded of how it'll be quite some time before I can push my legs to it's previous extreme fitness regimes. I can't believe that my legs are asking me to be patient.
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