invincible
Category: health and personal
Posted: Sep 21, 2008 at 9:47 AM
Current mood: creative
I have always been fascinated at human frailty and that however invincible you think you may be, time will come and you'll have to bargain at the idea of either continue to survive or be devoured by this so-called dog-eat-dog world. Lately, I have come to terms with the capacity of the human body and what it can possibly do to achieve perpetuality. Let me say this in simple terms by citing few examples from my own experiences. I have thought of things clearly these days and I have come to realize that I can't get anything I want which would make me the busiest yet disorganized person in the entire universe. At the end of the day I could not even evaluate at how I fully lived my life that day.
There are times when I wake up in mornings feeling tired then I would just rationalize it by reasons of smoking and its debilitating effects or staying up so late watching TV or having to have such an unhealthy pattern of living. My mom would usually poke me whenever I smell like an ashtray as I carefully approach her. She would know that I am around whenever she feels like something with a spirit of tobacco. Oh, she would have the most sensitive nose of all. She even bought me one of those over-the-counter medications that would tremendously help in the smoking cessation program. I am quite ambivalent with facing that issue though, of finally letting go of cigarettes. To me smoking is like chocolate cakes that I could hardly resist but when things point out clarity, I should really be leaving that bad old habit of mine.
While I think most of finally re-enrolling to the gym to achieve the body I so long desire, I am caught up with such melancholy or to a great extent, profound procrastination. Things like having to wait for another day to act on something then being caught red handed or cornered at a circumstance that would lead me into inaction.
I could remember how the good old days with my buddies were. We would sit on one corner of a park or some coffee shop exchanging thoughts about anything under the sun. Mostly, our point of discussion boils down to resolving issues or engaging into some sort of a plan to achieve a healthy lifestyle or some sort of personal enhancement. We would brag at one idea and then negate it by not sticking to the plan after all. I have heard those stories over and over again and taking them into action and totally committing to the plan seems impossible. One morning I wake up refreshed and happy, then the other sad, and it keeps on going like a cycle enough to make you sick. It would give me reasons to believe at times that destiny is playing tricks on me.
So I have come up with a strong conviction to finally commit to the things I want to do to basically enjoy the things as it unfolds right before me. These are what I call challenges. It pays to be healthy all the time for I can enjoy the benefit of walking upstairs without having to catch my breath or jog a three-mile strip without feeling dizzy thereafter.
If I may add, nights of boozing with beer or clubbing till morning doesn't attract me at all these days and I am anchoring myself to that. I have outgrown the clubbing and night outs just like having outgrown my Peter Pans and Disney tales. This, in turn, is parallel to that of what I call maturity. As a mature person, I am fervently hoping that things would turn out right the way I wanted it to be. I am not fond of sticking precisely to a plan because that would be very boring. If I may make a detour, I am making its certain that there are safety nets. I sought happiness, I crave for my own creations at the kitchen, I live with extreme conceit, I burn bridges if it is not helpful, I crave beachcombing and I thirst for happiness. Call me anything you want, I am determined with strongest conviction that I am the only person that could help myself. Just like what the TV commercial on some multivitamin claims in their spiel as endorsed by some TV personalities, I want to be healthy and I want to be complete.