Run in the mud: Nanowrimo Update Day 20

I haven’t had a good mud run in a long long time.  So much so that I actually considered putting my shoes through the washing machine, to my Loving Husband’s chagrin.

Breaking patterns and doing something quite different is good for one’s soul, if not for keeping shoes clean.   When the road seems never-ending and fatigue starts to set in, it is time to do something completely different. The anxiety over breaking routine, followed by the exhilaration of the novelty; result:  invigoration! Continue reading “Run in the mud: Nanowrimo Update Day 20”

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Nanowrimo Day 6 Update: Giving Thanks

This is an old familiar bench on Saraca Stream Walk, found close to the Tanglin Gate of the Singapore Botanic Gardens.  Just five months ago, this was a rest stop for me on my recuperative walks.  As I run past this bench this morning, I cannot help but pause to give thanks.  To remember gasping as I took each slow step, wobbling and trying to keep balance, determined not to have to hold on to Loving Husband for support.  For more details, follow this link. Continue reading “Nanowrimo Day 6 Update: Giving Thanks”

Sunrises & Sunsets

Sunrise or sunset?  Which do you think this is?  I am sure that if I caption it one or the other, I could persuade you to believe me.  It is all in how I frame it for you, yes?  I am beginning to appreciate the phenomenon of seeing the glass half empty or half full, depending on one’s frame of mind.

I turned 50 this year. Did I roll my eyes at the prospect of having to celebrate another birthday? Yes. How do I feel about ageing, gracefully or otherwise? I am not sure. Continue reading “Sunrises & Sunsets”

Running to Stillness on Orchard Road

I love running down Orchard Road, one of Singapore’s busiest shopping streets.  There are huge department stores on either side of the 4-lane thoroughfare, which is typically crawling with vehicles.  The wide walkways are often buzzing with people from all walks of life.

Except I am there before the hustle and bustle starts up; not quite the break of dawn, but early enough where there aren’t many pedestrians on the boulevard, save the few who are beautifying the streets for those who will visit in force in a few hours.  I have the place to myself. Continue reading “Running to Stillness on Orchard Road”

Learning to Sing Again

One of the repercussions of the long ICU stay was that I had to relearn many things I previously took for granted, like sitting up without slumping over, eating without choking, walking without feeling like my legs were going to buckle.  Fortunately, these skills were quickly regained, within days of leaving the ICU.

Singing, however, was another matter.  I could barely talk, so singing felt like such a long shot. In the bigger scheme of things, it just didn’t seem all that important. Continue reading “Learning to Sing Again”

100% Chocolate

Loving Husband & Older Daughter love dark chocolate, even the very bitter 100%. Younger Daughter and I prefer ours much sweeter and perhaps, milkier.

In considering where bitter fits in my life, I think our taste buds have it right: sweet, salty, sour, bitter, and for the new gourmand, umami.  It all contributes to our experience of food, and in a larger sense, of the world around us.  It is about finding the right balance, the right combination, the right amount. Continue reading “100% Chocolate”