throw it back to the days of summer and when expeditions brought us tight. those were the days the gang would get together to go out in the middle of the sea to do weird things. that one summer i wakesurfed, wakeboard, paddle board, kayaked and canoed. as a kid i loved the water, until it became bitterness for something i couldn’t fulfill. it’s time i get back into it and revisit what i grew up doing. summer is months away, but i have some plans up my sleeve to cross off things on my bucket list
looking back i would say it was a good day, but a costly one. i caught everything that came my way, all except one; the very ball that killed my hand and changed a lot. more than five weeks after, it still affects me greatly and continues to sideline me. i’ve been seeking for someone can help fix it and put it on its recovery road. when will i be able to open a jar of peanut butter pain free
hustling hard everyday just to fulfill vancouver’s living standards. trying to hustle harder to hunt down my future unit in the rising economy. at the end of each long work intensive day, i tell myself i’m going to get rewarded in the end – somehow, someway. in the meantime, the little periodic getaways are the highlights i look forward to; well earned time off to relax. i will be back for more adventures after visiting places i’ve always wanted to visit. one day, i’ll get the hawaiian or beachy trip that i’ve always wanted
nationals in the back of my mind the whole day made me so restless. i never expected the decision to be easy to overcome, and i think i handled it the best i could. what made it more difficult was i had no one to speak my mind and made it less inviting when i’m constantly being criticized, teased or ignored. i feel like i’m taking this on alone and less willing to pour my heart out knowing i’m going to get insults. i don’t know how long i can take the punishment
doing a lot of rdl graphics work recently have a final wrap up of a successful season 5 but also frantically preparing for the start of season 6. we literally have three weeks to prepare for everything that takes full flight after the holidays; i am sure there’s a ton on the agenda for tomorrow’s exec meeting. it also occurred to me christmas day is exactly ten days away but the better news is my holiday starts in eight days
memoir of my traveling days this spring, visiting family in hong kong and then japan. it was a very simple yet dangerous phenomenon that made me gain weight in the wrong way – basically eating out everyday and going temple hopping all day long. the nightlife, shopping, ramen, sushi and attractions were all great. the only thing i can’t get used to is the humidity and inaccessibility of fitness facilities. i enjoyed the exploration and look forward to my next travels wherever it may take me
it’s an off day away from the gym once again so here’s my version of throwback thursday. every time i walk by this rack i have the urge to lift these. it’s been weeks since i have and i miss it too much. i disregarded restrictions and tried on a number of occasions, but ended up giving my back more setbacks. i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t in pain more than half my waking hour, but i want to keep doing what i do. more importantly, my october competition status is up in the air if it doesn’t get better soon. i can only stay patient for so long, and i am not a patient person when it comes to recovery. when will i be back lifting normally without pain??