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In my whole 30 years of living in this planet, I never would have imagined myself getting into sports in general. Not really a fan of anything that’s guaranteed to make you exhausted and will make you sweat a lot. Except dancing, because dancing is much more fun. Anyway, maybe I can attribute this hate to my low endurance and history of asthma. You see, I get tired easily; a simple jog will have me panting as if I ran a mile. So, I’d rather watch them than be a part of anything sporty.

Flashback from more than a year ago, I got myself involved with the sports, Dragon Boat rowing. I didn’t join because I wanted to but I must admit that I was interested. So I hopped in. Aaaand, it was the most exhilarating and at the same time exhausting thing I ever did in my life in a span of 1 hour. I’m not even sure if I was going to continue doing it or just a one time deal.

Well, it wasn’t just a one time deal because I just got back from the 2nd leg yesterday. Spent the whole day by the bay, enduring the heat. You know it, it looks like I’m here to stay (don’t know until when, though, but I’ll make the most out of it).

Why did I even decide to stay you may ask. Getting up so early in the morning; going through some intense training before I even go to work; spending my Saturday training instead of sleeping in. Honestly, I’m not exactly sure why I pursue this thing. I don’t exactly enjoy enduring the aftermath of intense training; waking up with sore muscles, and can barely move.

And Manila Bay isn’t exactly a place you’d want to go to early in the morning. Though, I got used to the stench I still have to keep in mind that the water of Manila isn’t exactly clean (I squirm whenever I see any floating stuff: trash, dead fish, and greasssse). But, amazingly, I’m able to keep it all in. I no longer mind even if the water splashed towards me, my face, especially on my eyes and mouth.

Maybe I have this little competitive spirit in me that has been waiting to spring up and take over me. Like I said, I’m not good with sports. But instead of giving up, I find myself working harder to perfect the technique, and to take in all the instructions given.

Maybe I love the exhilarating feeling, that feeling of fulfillment of being able to accomplish something that I really worked hard for.

And maybe I wanted to do something that is totally outside my usual routine and prove to myself that there is something that I can be good at.

Still have a lot to learn, though. Lots to improve. But I also just want to test my limits. This is one of those rare moments that I really need to work hard in order to gain the desired results.

So, am I stopping anytime soon? Maybe not yet.

And besides I want to experience victory. Who wouldn’t? So, until I can endure it, this dragon boat thing is going to be part of my routine.

*Disclaimer: I did not take these photos, they were grabbed from Facebook and messenger. Credit to the owners.

Just Babbling

Restart

And that is how we enjoy life. Laugh, never mind if you look silly, savor the moment.

I’m making a big move. Well, not so big move. Actually, I don’t think it’s something you’d call a move. It’s just that I decided to start on a clean slate, somewhat. Kind of in a process to revamping this personal blog of mine, to make it more, uh, engaging and something worth of anyone’s time.

I want to create something worth reading that I can actually bring anyone to tears or laughter. Yep, goals right there. It’ll definitely be a difficult task, challenging too, but at least it’s something that should motivate me. And besides, isn’t that the point, to make your readers relate to you at some point. Regardless if you’re writing a fiction or a non-fiction piece, you want your readers to relate or at least inspire them.

Not really a rookie in this game, but I have lot to learn. I guess, you could say I’ve been like dormant; I was just here but basically not doing anything. And that’s bad for my writing. It’s a skill that needs honing and yet, I just let it be. Hence, my somewhat suckish writing. I know I’m being hard on myself but I need to douse myself with cold water and accept this harsh reality. Funny thing is, I asked my mother to buy me books about writing and I haven’t read a single book yet. This is sad. And I need some kind of intervention.

And just when I’m about to question everything about my ability to write, I was thrown into metaphorical pool that tested my skill. You have no idea how I struggled so much. I thought it was going to be easy like a simple essay writing or whatever, but it was like a slap on my face when I realized that it wasn’t going to be a smooth ride.

Since that happened, I needed to do something. Badly. I’ve been practicing, you know. However, I still lack the commitment to do it as often as it should be. I really want to blame my other extracurricular activities but I know that’s wrong. I simply need to give time to my writing as every writing expert would say.

Hence, the revival of this blog (for the nth time, that is).

So, I’m starting all over again. I don’t mind, though. I’m very much open to this restart, that way I could actually evaluate myself in this endeavor. No, I’m not going to start writing profound works or compelling stories, I’m just going to continue writing what’s on my mind or in my heart, or anything under the sun but it’s not going to be write-whatever-you-want-to-write kind of thing or unnecessary rantings.

And I’m going to post photos, more of them as compared before. I’m not a photographer but I just want to share some things through my perspective.

So, there. The restart, uh, starts now.

Captured, This Is What I Call Writing

Moving Forward

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Lone river flowing serenely;

So calm and peaceful, a contrast in this vibrant city.

Hypnotizing, my mind wandered aimlessly.

Black and white pictures in my mind,

Unpleasant thoughts I left behind.

It came clawing back striving for light;

Day won over the darkness of night.

Painful memories now shattered,

As I say farewell to the ghost of the past, my mind now filled with laughter.

*This image was taken at the Cheongyecheon stream near the Insadong district in Seoul.