I was looking back at the first week being back at Pilates, and I see it as something I can consider as an official start to postpartum recovery. One that is more active and that is geared towards getting back to the pre-pregnancy “normal”. And it is a real struggle. Much like the difficulty in […]Read more "Stuck at struggleville"
Here’s a look into what my typical week looks like. Fitness wise, any exercise or substantial steps within the day makes me happy, so I’d take any chance to do more by cycling any or a segment or two of my usual routes. I’m clocking in an undeniably a bad sum of sporadic, rather pathetic […]Read more "Week of Puttering"
Back to the drawing board. Gotta start somewhere. And that somewhere is a time. And that time is now, my dear self. It’s a journal. Video journal For cheese sake . I know that I just have to acknowledge one viewer, that’s all. That’s not so hard, isn’t it. So i’m checking in with my […]Read more "Roadblocks"
I admit that I am having a ton of these quiet alone times at home now that quarantine is the law. Will have to release a slew of thoughts soon. Just organizing my thoughts and visual board for the momentRead more "Big Plans"
Starting off with a palette. a rule to adhere to. an aspiration to live by.Read more "built around a guideline"
When it’s time to turn the page 🧡. #newjourney #fitnessjournal #journalofcalmRead more "Waiting no more."
So, I told my spouse, I don’t need him to be an instahusband. I’m perfectly fine on my own. Until this day, at 2pm, under the scorching afternoon sun. I ventured in the nearby park, set-up my tiny equipment and started shooting. A few clicks after, the park staff drove past behind the trees and […]Read more "There’s no waiting for “inspiration”"
A month ago, I finally executed what I’ve been preparing to do for the past year: to reclaim what was once my oasis on the internet. Social media is everything you could and could not imagine it to be. For mine, it was a tool, a visual diary. One that is awfully similar to my […]Read more "Peeled off the old, Renewing to Thrive"
right now, i see a myriad of streams from the bank I trudge. they lead to opposing directions ending in the different waterfalls.
i am staying right where i stand. prancing back and forth within my vicinity of fluvial safety.
until i’m thirsty. until i’m motile enough to body surf. until i can sink and swim interchangeably. until these all become a need to be in the water and go-with-the-flow.-6th August 2019