Yes! I’m alive! And so is TPP!
Two months without a post and I’m not even sad? Odd, isn’t it? Nah, not really. I realize now that I’m actually glad that’s the case. I take it as another affirmation that life is good… And happy… And full… Happy, good and full!
So here’s the lowdown (a.k.a. the legit reasons why I went on some sort of hiatus):
160-142-3
Or more specifically, 160 lbs. down to 142 in a span of three months. Not bad eh? :-D Closing off an intense competition against worthy opponents, this was my second Biggest Loser win. Wooot! I’m extremely satisfied with how I handled this too, with wholesome food, a variety of physical activity (I’m back to the mat after a looong time!), a heavy dose of good ol’ discipline, and over a healthy and reasonable period of time. I am now at 145 and on maintenance mode, with my sight on the mid-term goal of looking the best I’ve ever looked (hint: abs) once I hit the big 3-0 in several months. Dun-dun-dun-dun!
New babies!
First, the pogi one. Mid-March, the family welcomed Alistair Jase, my third nephew, and the newest addition to the list of kids whose master’s degrees I will have to finance when the time comes.
Second, well, also pogi, but in a different way. Say hello to Summer, our first major conjugal purchase. Months of planning and, more importantly, years of saving finally paid off. Do we have permission to feel like adults now? :-P
Temples and beaches.
Bali, Indonesia before close of May, and Puerto Galera, Mindoro a couple of weeks after. The former was the annual out-of-the-country trip with the in-laws, while the latter was the long overdue clichéd barkada trip with Katipips that was more than a decade in the making. Both were a revelation in a sense that they were more than what I expected. Bali, specifically, is a place I would definitely love to get back to in the near future (think yoga retreat). On a side note, I unknowingly ticked off all the Eat, Pray, Love countries after that recent Indonesia trip. Yeah boy!
And finally, first half-marathon baybeeeh!
After running thirteen 5s, a dozen 10s, and a single 16, I finally made the leap of faith and decided it was time for a 21K, and this was just yesterday! I am actually writing this with my laptop on top of my legs that have never felt this sore ever. (I’ve also never hated stairs this much my entire life… >_<) After two hours and 33 minutes (at least for now as the official results aren’t out yet) I crossed the finish line. Respectable time for a beginner, people say, but really, all I could care about was finishing that distance without collapsing half-way through. And I did! Haha! I said this almost four years ago, and I say it again:
Above anything else, it’s the confirmation that yes, I can do things I never once imagined I can do.
So yeah. That’s how my March to July was spent. How about you? What were you up to? ;-)
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