It just seem like a blip of time ago that the year has began and suddenly half-a-year is now gone. I do live in real time with each moment followed by another like a frenetic-paced race with so little time to take a breather but I don’t regret living in the fast lane. I am my best when I am busy and when I say I am busy, I say it in a happy and upbeat way. Well, there’s the up and down times at work and there’s a hectic and exhilarating running, training and travel schedules.
Funny how I’m building up my CV on my running and writing profile as new possibilities have opened up and I am happy that I’m making me progress. I may be more visible in days to come. I guess the urgency now is not to find a new work environment but to be more in touch with my passions and try to make the most of it. Of course, that does not mean I’m complacently tied up to my chair as I’ll always be on prowl for a change and It has always been what defines me.
Today, I got a chance to meet old career circles in form of colleagues and mentors and I did have a great time catching up. Sometimes with all the running, writing and the traveling, I do forget that I am walking in the upper echelon levels in the finance and audit world. This was my world and will probably still be and I was just able to make room for other satisfying thing. I’m making time matter even if the next few weeks will be back to the tougher times.
Half-year always meant that the busy days are here and that’s how the story has gone for the last eight years and things haven’t change. I still have to visit Taipei to clear some issues and I’m still trying to figure out how to fit the next few heavy work weeks in my no-shit, no-excuses training program for my first attempt at half a marathon. My creative juices are on a high thinking on how to make it work but I know how these will pan out, It’ll work with a bit of sacrifice and hard work. Sacrifice means reducing travel load, shed of a few more pounds and train real hard.
And then there’s the tempting idea of switching to Duathlon, Aquathlon or even Triathlon but that’s a thought I’d reserve once I’m able to finish a 21K run. Also, I do need to get the morbid thought of being run over while biking or drowning while swimming. These two disciplines would be like a reboot but who knows, the door is open for anything as just a blip of time ago, I never saw myself training hard for a run and probably in the next blip of time, I might be telling a whole new story…
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