I just hate it when I get sick. I definitely hate it when people around me get sick because it increases the probability of my getting sick. But not to be a complete a-hole, I also commisserate and feel bad when other people feel sick because the experience is demoralising. Last month I had a…

Last week I decided that I would finally start forming a habit I had wanted to develop for quite some time. I would run 3-4 MORNINGS a week. I thought to myself at first that I would run every morning, but… I needed leeway. And still perhaps more leeway than I think I do. In…

I have not been accomplishing what I’ve set out to do; that is, to workout in the morning once week. It amazes me how such a seemingly easy task that seems so insignificant becomes slowly impossible as each morning passes. I know that my problem has always been centered around my previous night’s rest. And…

I’m proud to say that I’ve discovered that I’m incredibly forgiving to myself. I have not run on either mornings of Days 2 or 3 and yet managed to continue to maintain a sense of self-respect. :p What happened? Well, it was a combination of insomnia (the pressure of the run! oh no!), sheer laziness,…

Every year I think the same thoughts – I’m getting older… my god, I’m still the same person… what improvements I’d like to make… sigh, how memories become distant… brief thoughts of both the regrets and joys in life.. and of course, wondering how my younger self would judge the person I am today. When…

beep-boop I am one in a million, and a million like me. Perfectly human. An imperfect machine. I eat, I drink, I breathe, I scream.It’s all in moderation because I change if I am being extreme.At the end of each day, or hopefully at least at the beginning of the next one, as long as…