Whew yet another day of great exercise. Morning had badminton and evening the usual stuff. This time I jogged for about 20 mins including running to nearby shopping centre to get toilet and back to the park. 3 sets as usual making this the 5th day of loads of exercise. Well I'm going to stop tomorrow. Not good to stress out my whole body.
Makes me wonder why I am actually doing all these. To keep fit and prepare for army? To give myself a great workout to lose those flabs? Or to literally run away from my problems? Come to think of it. I think these torturous exercises are becoming a form of escapism for me. I'm like battering myself over and over again through a less subtle form, in a guise of exercise.
Well maybe its true. I am running away from things that I fear. My fear of prelims and A levels. My fear of stress, and many other stuffs. Both rational and irrational fears, I'm like running away from them or inflicting pain upon myself to get away from it all. Its probably equivalent to like taking drugs or alcohol or cutting yourself. Maybe just another form.
Well, getting to know my emotions and feelings better. At least I can identify them better and know its source or reason. But still adept at trying to resolve it. Especially when its a new feeling. Well, my body is feeling the strain of all these 'exercise'. Strange thing is I seem to be able to last better, my inside my wheels are like straining and creaking already. Better start meditating and try to heal myself. Exams coming, don't want to get sick for no reason.
9:00 pm;
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Norman Woon
21 Years Young
Male
27/03/1987
MJS, MSS, CJC(rox)
