I love Mondays: when reverse psychology is never enough =(

Today is not my day.  I’m not riled up with stress attributed to workload but it is more of that feeling of being ‘inside the box’ – suffocating.  Or may be it’s my blunt reaction to cortisol (stress hormone)?

First, I woke up feeling tired…may be due to some imbalances in the muscle.  I was also hesitant to leave my pet dog – he has been acting weird since last night due to a minor tummy irritation.  He gave me a pity-the-puppy-look as I was leaving the house.  I called up my brother several times today, just to check on my puppy, and what the vet said.

Second, my role today in the office is limited to active listening – well, at least, it’s active listening all the way, almost no talking required.  Sometimes, active listening is the norm.  In fact, today, it is more of self-imposed, and it seems to work to the best interest of our team.  There was one who came in earlier asking for trouble – the-always-feeling-angry-gurhl, but I let it slide…and she walked away somewhat disappointed.  May be some people have not noticed it yet, but I’m shamelessly announcing here that I’m taking up another crash course in…(drum rolls…) – DIPLOMACY.  J

Third, it’s drizzling right now, which means, no one is willing to jog in the drizzles with me.  Walang papatol sa pag-aaddict ko sa takbo when it’s drizzling, more so, when it’s raining.  Gets ko na ‘yon.  Ayaw nyo dumami (Gremlins, eh?).

Fourth, ito matindi – I’m not inspired.  I’m supposed to finish a roadmap today, but the ‘creative juices’ are out.  Nada.  Zilch.  The technology is here, but putting things into proper perspective, for all its strategic intent – I don’t have the creativity for it today.  May be I’ll get it back tomorrow, if not for an inspiration, may be the pressure to cram can fix it for me.

Fifth, I’m thinking about a new training method for a full marathon – the Maffetone.   I’m challenged about balancing the carbs, protein, and fats for two weeks of carbo-sabbatical.  For someone like me who loves rice and pasta, kayang-kaya kaya?  =)  

For now, I deserve some love – a cup of Blue Bunny Ice Cream!  =) 


Running and rhapsody, music and madness

I can sing again! =)   The day has finally come when I can sing again! Follow rhapsody along the line of this somewhat-shameless blogging. For sometime, I refrained from singing. I felt that my voice won’t fit in any song from any genre…until recently.

Music has been helping me cope, if not survive horrendous traffic jams, plus some significant amount of stress from life’s daily conundrum. If there’s anyone who would miss my voice blending with music – it’s gotta be my ears, my car, the shower, and ‘mi-concerto-de-videoke’ (bonggang-bonggang) amigos en amigas con tequila en gambas. =)

I love singing. Though I never had a powerful voice that could reach multiple octaves, I sing from the heart.

Last night, I picked up the guitar with Verve Pipe playing in the background. I guess, it’s time to go back to music school. I’d love to strum those wonderful chords again. I’ve gained some more inspiration from a wider genre, ranging from the music of acoustic sensation Johnoy Danao, to the walk-down-the-aisle renditions by Hiraya Men’s Choir, to the depth-and-ebb that could only be metal magic by GNR/Metallica/Queen/JBJ. Life experiences are rich, and so is the music inspired by it.

I also did a revamp in my iPod on my running play list. I removed the heavy and trash metal stuff, at least, for now. I’ll be on training again for a full marathon starting September, and there’s a better set of songs waiting to accompany me in my next marathon training.

The-who-and-or-the-what, as in what gives? I need not analyze. It’s right here all along; mine for the taking. =)

Black-and-white prince now a terrier

My black-and-white prince is almost 6 months old! To my Mother, it means that Brian has to get his first hair cut. The cutesy little monster has been getting solid attention from us since the day he arrived, as if he is the first grandpuppy of the household. Mother also uses this whole puppy deal to teach me parenting 101 as if I’m a teenage mom.

Aug 1 – Monday was the day for another ‘puppy-milestone’ or the first haircut. I spent a few minutes playing with Brian before I headed out to the office. Mother told me that she would bring him to the dog spa – managed by his veterinarian. 

Hours passed in the office and I was excited to come home to my pet – to actually see how the first hair cut turned out. I dropped by Pet Express to get Brian some new toys. Brian with new haircut + new toys = happier playtime. After driving through the torrential rains, I was finally home…and when I saw him, I dropped all the toys on the floor in shock – MY SHIH TZU HAS TRANSFORMED INTO A BOSTON TERRIER! (someone call 911, le?)

Mother was quick to tell me that the vet assured her that Brian’s hair will grow back in 3 months. That was a quick remark, which prevented me to freak out. What can I do when all the hair is gone, but wait until November? So I just gave Brian a nice cut of meat jerky as a reward for behaving at the dog spa. No matter how he looks in his new coat, he is still my beloved puppy. He grabbed the new toys from me one by one, and he was more than excited to play.

I’ve observed from last night until this morning that Brian has become more energetic.  May be a thin coat makes him feel lighter. That energy level made it difficult for me to take photos. I managed to capture a few, and now I’m posting the before-and-after photos of that first haircut. May be next time, I won’t let Mother take Brian to the dog spa by herself.  =)