Finally, after a month I was able to ride my bike again but this time it was rather weird that I had a harder time. Maybe because I slept at 4 am? But it turned out that it was my first day of mens (learned when I got back home) so no wonder I was so sluggish and I easily got tired.

I was able to shop for a week’s worth of vegetables. It’s really a lot cheaper inside the UP campus compared to the veggie stalls along C.P. Garcia. This week’s haul was only PHP 560 and my veg compartment in my fridge is overflowing.

The drizzle was getting heavier so I stopped at Infinitea along Maginhawa St. to rest and cool off.

According to my smart watch, I burned almost 700kcal form cycling alone but then I compensated with milktea so I no longer know the net calories burned 😂.

Oh that gold chain there? That’s my face mask necklace so I dont’ have to fish for it in my bag/beltbag or put it on the table when drinking/eating. I just let the mask hang on from my neck; it’s more sanitary that way.

I was am sooo tired that I told the girls we will just do the grocery shopping tomorrow.

I’m now preparing for the coming week, fixing my schedule and to-do list. I need to email my interview questions later for my interview at 11 am. I have back-to-back-to-back calls tomorrow, so Lord, give me strength to last the day while my body is uncooperative.

Hopefully, I would be able to write three articles this week so I don’t have to worry about it when I’m in Singapore chasing people for the entire week. I don’t even know if I could edit stories while in conferences for four whole days. 😶 I chose a hotel with a swimming pool so I can swim after work because gyms really don’t do it for me. I guess I can work at night to finish the edits. I don’t think I would be having drinks after work unless absolutely necessary. I’m avoiding socializing with people I would be meeting there. I should learn my lesson.

I don’t think I have enough time to do some sketching there. 😑 Ah, all work and no play make me so boring.

I’m tired. I may need to sleep earlier tonight. Damn this period.

I’ll end this evening on a high note. As an ex-football player, this breaking news just cheers my old broken futbolera bones. (An ex-goalie with busted knees).