Endorphin or Just Introverting?

Recently it feels like I have a strong need and urge to head to Antipolo after my shift and have a jog. Doesn't matter if I could only run for 15 minutes as long as I get some endorphin and fresh air.

Legazpi Active Park is just not enough. It has to be Antipolo, where I could run free and experience nature. Most importantly, it's where I can perfectly go introverting.

Thinking about it, I would still feel the need to return to Antipolo and go jogging albeit having just done so the day prior. Sometimes, which has become often lately, I wish I could just return to Antipolo on a daily basis.

It makes me wonder which is really my state among the following:

1. Getting addicted to endorphin;
2. Too stressed from work;
3. Just being too introvert these past days;
4. All of the above

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When Wonder Woman drives you to motion

After seeing Diana Prince in her Wonder Woman warrior outfit as I watched Batman vs. Superman: Dawn of Justice last Saturday night (LMF) at Robinsons Place Antipolo, I felt so compelled to jog again although I just got to resume trail-jogging that morning.

I knew I had to take things slow because I’ve just resumed jogging after months of no activity, but Super Woman (Gal Gadot) was just so inspiring. It’s not for the purpose of achieving a sexy body but rather for fitness. Gadot may look thin but she claims to have gained 17 lbs of pure muscle as she prepared for her iconic role. I’m not surprised with her thin but fit body. I’ve been there in the sense that although I looked thin I was pretty heavy because I’ve gained muscles. Thanks to Rugby 101 days.

Sunday night was supposed to be scheduled for jogging at the Legaspi Active Park but I ditched it because of the Vice-Presidential debates. Came Monday and I still felt the itch to jog so I decided to do that after work. I headed to Legaspi Park after some preparations. I was already approaching the park when I got a message from my godfather telling me that we have a dinner at 7:30 in Via Mare – Power Plant at Rockwell. Nice. I still had enough time because I just usually spend 30 minutes max on my exercise. It was still 6PM.

Came dinner time, and even before while still in the cab on the way to Rockwell, but I did not feel hungry to think that I just got back jogging while my last meal was at 12:30PM. I find it interesting.

Actually, I still feel compelled and encouraged and driven to jog tonight. However, I know that I have to give my body ample rest so I’m taking a forced break tonight. My feet also hurt in an unusual way. It’s intermittent since a couple of days ago.

I’ve decided to resume jogging on Thursday because we have PT-meeting tomorrow night. Even right now, I’m already excited for Saturday’s morning trail-jogging. Looking forward to feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin and gazing upon the sky and trees in our village. I’ve always preferred outdoor jogging than going to the gym. I believe I won’t be encouraged to exercise in one regardless the number of good looking people around. Except perhaps if I get to exercise with Bruce and Clark and Diana at the same time.

Italian Sausage

It's Sunday again and that means Legazpi Sunday Market is on. I love going to LSM. The market buzz just feels so nice. I love strolling and taking a look at the stalls. Many Sundays ago, I got to discover a Jewish stall called "Pick A Pita." Without second thoughts, I bought one of their products. I still remember it to be the Trio Breakfast, or something like that. I can point it among their products so I'm still sure which one I first bought.

The thing is, I'm very supportive of Jewish products. Besides, it's my taste of Israel. Literally. When I was told that their herbs are from Jerusalem, my mind quickly travelled to my dream city. I've always wanted to go to Israel, to be in Jerusalem. It's one of my goals for this year. I dare say and dream to celebrate Sukkot in Zion this year. Just the thought of it pumps me up.

For my brunch today, I bought Italian Sausage. Although I knew that they're not selling anything with pork, I still asked what their Italian sausage was made of. I was told it's chicken. Great! And it tastes great. I like how they're using a non-microwave oven. My food was not nuked. =)

(Photo taken from Legazpi Sunday Market FB, without permission.)

Back at the Sunday Market

It was good to be back at the Legaspi Park Sunday Market. It's been a while. IT'S BEEN A WHILE!

I decided to have a quick stopover at the place last Sunday for some pita from an Israeli bakery called "Pick a Pita." I bought three. And I got to meet the owner, according to the sales personnel. Well, he kind of looked like a Jew to me.

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