Made in heaven
After my first week at work, I managed to enjoy the first part of my weekend renting a bike and helmet and just cycling my ass off (like literally).
I just wished people at ECP were more considerate; lots of pedestrians love to hog the cycling track, and walk like they own the bloody road. I had a good mind to crash into them and send them flying. Let's see who's gonna suffer more, me or you!
Sigh, if only weekends were like this always. Start the day bright and early with good ol' exercise, flat out for 1-2 hours. Then eat, shower, nap, eat again .... oh the luxury!
And now I have work to do. An article to write.
I realise that after 28 years of life, choices aren't really that different anymore. I don't see a real difference writing an ad, or an article, or reading stuff I love or don't love or hate. The differences are starting to converge somewhat. Don't know if this is a good thing, but it certainly takes a lot of the emotional factor away anyway.
Sure, it'd be nice to go and watch TV instead, but I also realise that relying on how I feel isn't that reliable anymore either! For everything I do, there is an element of enjoyment, and an element of reluctance. The conflict seems common in a lot of experiences I have.
I could even love and hate exercise at the same time! So how can I rely on my feelings to tell me if what I am doing is right?
There are some things that are overtly...wrong. But there are some that I sometimes try to convince myself they are wrong, when they are really...quite good actually.
Food for thought.
P.S. Oh and I got my first pay cheque from Ezyhealth. After writing some 4 articles, and 2 advertorials,....my first pay cheque! Feels good. Still got a one-pager to write this coming week.
I just wished people at ECP were more considerate; lots of pedestrians love to hog the cycling track, and walk like they own the bloody road. I had a good mind to crash into them and send them flying. Let's see who's gonna suffer more, me or you!
Sigh, if only weekends were like this always. Start the day bright and early with good ol' exercise, flat out for 1-2 hours. Then eat, shower, nap, eat again .... oh the luxury!
And now I have work to do. An article to write.
I realise that after 28 years of life, choices aren't really that different anymore. I don't see a real difference writing an ad, or an article, or reading stuff I love or don't love or hate. The differences are starting to converge somewhat. Don't know if this is a good thing, but it certainly takes a lot of the emotional factor away anyway.
Sure, it'd be nice to go and watch TV instead, but I also realise that relying on how I feel isn't that reliable anymore either! For everything I do, there is an element of enjoyment, and an element of reluctance. The conflict seems common in a lot of experiences I have.
I could even love and hate exercise at the same time! So how can I rely on my feelings to tell me if what I am doing is right?
There are some things that are overtly...wrong. But there are some that I sometimes try to convince myself they are wrong, when they are really...quite good actually.
Food for thought.
P.S. Oh and I got my first pay cheque from Ezyhealth. After writing some 4 articles, and 2 advertorials,....my first pay cheque! Feels good. Still got a one-pager to write this coming week.