Getting "back" on track

I mean, getting my sore back, back on track, slowly but steadily.

Things are looking good and I'm feeling better every day. Thanks to some very intensive rehab that I'm putting myself through. I know I won't be my hundred percent for the up-coming training, but at least I should feel good enough to move with the class instead of moving with pain. It's just no fun to move and feel like a stiff robot when everybody else's rocking, right? ;)

But hey, you never know! There's still three more weeks to go!

I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Not only for myself, but also for my dearest Tin-tin. She had the runs last night and we've fasted her for the day. Had a small portion of barley soup just now and I hope she'll be fine tonight so we could all sleep through the night without getting up numerous times for bum wiping and floor cleaning. Poor baby. I bet her bum hurts too from all that wiping, even though I've been really, really, gentle.

Will keep you all posted!

Ciao,

Ann :)

Just a brief update....

Hi folks,

Sorry for not updating my blog much lately. Been really busy.

First things first, I'm feeling much better now, no more runs and no more scratchy throats and all. Back pain is still there, kind of. It comes and goes. Good one day, bad the next. I'm doing some intensive treatment, three times a week, in hopes of getting it back in sync by the time I leave for my Anusara training next month.

And yes, I'm going to Vancouver for the training! One trip in October and another one in December. If I'm lucky (really, I'll be so lucky if my sore back can heal up by then), and if I could complete the two trainings in one piece, then maybe I could even get my Anusara Inspired status by early 2010. Otherwise, I'll just take it as a yoga retreat and enjoy the vacation, sweating my heart out on the yoga mat, meeting with my friends and eating (pigging out) in good-0 Vancouver. Oh, and do lots of shopping too. Can't wait!!!

And before I forget, the dust has finally settled. Our Purchase Offer has been accepted and we will be taking over our new home in about two months' time. Nothing spectacular, just another flat in the same development that we're at right now, with almost identical layout and size. Just a little higher up the floors in a slightly older building that's closer to my parents' and the shuttle bus station. There will be a lot of planning, sourcing and negotiating coming our way, as the place is a little older and will need quite a bit of remodelling. But at least we can kick back for the time being and re-direct our energies into other things for the next little while.

Anyways, gotta run, Tinsel is not feeling well today (been throwing up her food since last night), and I'd better see if she's doing ok.

Ciao,

Ann :)

Still in bed...

...doing much better, but still bedridden.

No more dizziness, no more headaches. Sense of taste is coming back, and so is my appetite.

However, tummy is just barely under control. Under control, not well. Still having the runs and cramps, but controllable with meds.

But still feeling tired and exhausted overall.

Thank goodness hubby can sub my classes today so I can have another day of rest. I just hope I'll feel better tomorrow so I can be up and running again.

Anyways, nite everyone,

AM

Surprise!

Again.

A couple of years ago, hubby decided to surprise me with a software upgrade for my computer, and upgraded my accounting progam to a "newer version" while I was asleep. I woke up the next morning to found out, to my horror, that he has mistakenly gotten the wrong software and has overridden my backups with the new program. After sorting out the mess with the software company and gotten the correct upgrade, I then had to spend days at the computer re-entering everything from the hard copies which I've luckilly retained.

Thought this would be the last of it, but this morning I woke up to find that my dear hubby has again blessed me with his "magic touch" - upgrading the software of my mobile phone - and this time, screwing up the times of all my past, present and future appointments.

I've almost fainted at the sight of it. Luckilly the phone book section was still intact, but that was still such a mess.

*sigh* honey, I'd really appreciate your thoughtfulness, but, please, no more surprises, ever, again.

Wiped out

Me. Completely wiped out.

Back sore from over-exercising.

Then a terrible sore throat with a dry cough, PLUS a really terrible diarrhea as well.

Finally gave in and headed downstairs for the doc - only to find out that he has closed early due to the Typhoon.

*Darn*

Another night in turmoil for me, my back, my throat, and most of all, my so very sorry "behind".

I'm definitely getting one of those bidets when we get our new home, I'm tellin ya.

-AM

Do or die

Still contemplating if I should go to the up-coming Anusara Teacher Training in Vancouver and get this Anusara Inspired thing done and over with. I mean, I've completed over 150 hours of the specified curriculum and am just this 60 hours away from being certified to teach Anusara Inspired classes, something that I've been working at for over 2 years.

But honestly, I'm seriously dreading it. Seriously. This is really some tough shit and I'm really worried that I may not make it to the end. All that aches and pain, all that.... will power, needed, in order to go through with it.

Hubby said I should put myself into a "Do or die" mode and just dive in.

The Black Knight in me says, yeah, baby, way to go!

Panda says, no, not this time, with load of "reasons" as to why I shouldn't go.

And I'm totally caught in between.

So, finally, I've decided to leave this to the greater Universe. In other words, I'm not going to push it, or force it to happen.

I'll just let it come naturally. That is, I'll go if: #1) my studio can find someone to sub my classes during my absence (which is still pending confirmation); AND #2) if I could endure at least one yoga class each day continously for the next 3 weeks without giving in, (Power 2's and Vinyasa 3's, that kind of thing, not level 1's); AND, #3) if they still have space for me at the Training.

Then there's simply no excuse for not going, then, rite?

So let it flow, let it flow,

AM

Kenting escort service....Shhhh....don't tell...

He may not be "handsome" to everyone's standards, but he has his own charm. One strong, tough and macho guy who's also so well-mannered that he could easily charm his way into your heart!

Door-boy at the Kenting hotel, who can also be your escort / bodyguard / tour guide. Whatever you want him to be.

He's a bit shy though, and wouldn't give me his real name. So I called him "Ah-Wong", a generic Chinese name given to common Chinese folks.

Charming Ah-Wong who lived right outside our hotel in Kenting. Ah-Wong who's ready to accompany you out for a stroll on the pier or down the beach, anytime you like. Ah-Wong who patrols the neighborhood every morning with the Pier-side police and their resident door-girl, Shao-Bai.

Introduce Tinsel to him, and together they'll make the best real-life "Lady and the Tramp".

But mind you though, coz Ah-Wong is no stray. He's well cared for (mysteriously, though, since the hotel staffs deny any part in this), as his nails, including his dew claws, were trimmed and he's definitely adequately fed, and not starved. He's actually quite picky when it comes to food: Roasted Chicken, yes. Bread? No. Processed food like sausages? Hell-no. He's quite a foodie, as you can tell!

So, next time you're in the Kenting neiborghood, keep an eye open for Ah-Wong, and please, give him a piece of chicken for me, would'ya?

Meanwhile, have a good nite's rest, my dearest Ah-Wong.....

With love, from Hong Kong,

AM

Back to life, back to reality....

A week since our vacation has ended and life has finally resumed to normal. Loads of errands, loads of sourcing and planning and loads of obligations (family & social).

All-in-all, a shit-load of never-ending business.

Not that I'm anti-social, but, sometimes, I really cherish those precious moments where there's no phone calls, no obligations and no errands waiting for me.

*sigh* Guess I could either look forward to my next holiday, or, go on another holiday - in my dreams.

Sweet dreams, guys and gals,

AM