Today I walked 7 km, 9447 steps, 317 calories burned = entitles me to two cups of ice cream. Wow. 7km for 2 cups of ice cream 🥴 No wonder it’s so easy to gain weight.

I walked farther this time because I want to watch the sunset from Quezon Hall.

It’s nice to be out again. My younger sister said it takes her 2 hrs to walk 6 km so she just uses the treadmill to exercise. But that kind of exercise bores me to tears, that’s why gyms don’t work for me. I need to be out. That’s why I loved football when I could still play because I could be out in the field, rain of shine, under the wide, wide skies…

It took me 1.5 hrs but it involved a lot of stops because I was replying to emails on my phone and I rested a bit here at Quezon Hall/Oblation to drink water and take a little breather.

I feel good about myself when I walk or bike. I still can’t jog because of my busted knee. I need to see a doctor for this 😥 But for a 42-year-old woman, I look ok. I still don’t look old and wrinkled like leather like some people. My back though feels 50 years old 😆 My face looks puffier, so that means I gained so much weight ever since I stopped biking (when the heavy rains started). I have exactly 15 days to get in shape so I can dive two weeks from now. I have ruined my breathing because of the extra weight I gained but my stamina is still there.

Next time I will target 10km for 1.5 hrs or less. 🤪