What a little Jog can do
Feel so good now, just finished a jog in the neighbourhood.
It really wonder me how I took so long to realise what a little jog can do,to me.
Though I only lasted 25 mins, it is a great accomplishment to me, a potato couch, a lazy bum who will refuse to leave her seat to go to the toilet unless the urge is too much to bear. Hah.
Didn’t think about anything for the 25 mins downstairs. Mind was blank. Perfect.
Wore his watch for the jog, for what purpose I do not know. Maybe just want to have the feeling of someone by my side. Or maybe, just to keep track of time. It’s just that simple.
Seeing beads of perspiration forming on my skin is so fascinating, to me at least.
First time that I took my own initiative to go for a jog, alone.
Reason for jogging? Nothing much except to train my stamina for the upcoming NAFA test, and to ease the guilt of missing PE this morning because I really wasn’t feeling too good.
Another small reason is to train. Train to make myself fitter, because I want to take part in basketball next year, when I go to my next institution for education. I want to continue my brother’s legend. I know it is a little too late to start on a sport, but I believe with determination, I can do it.
I might not, or never, be as good as my brother, but I just want to give it my best shot.
I can do it.
