Jogging

"Is it a dust? Oh no! I’m inhaling fumes and eating dust at the same time.Gosh! The sun hasn’t risen yet , I dunno if it’s the result of urbanization or simply negligence. Whatever it is, I need to run faster, not again I’m panting, my goodness I’m having a lactic attack, okay I need to slacken a bit."

What was it?

It was my jogging experience this morning and finally I quit. It didn’t bring me any good ‘coz pollution sucks.

I quit jogging for a year ‘coz I converted myself into a baddict (slang for Badminton addict). It turned out I am losing a lot of weight– roughly around 20 lbs. Many people start noticing and asking if I just survive from a terrible illness or I’m currently languishing. I can’t stand with it, so I decided to lessen my playing hours to the extent of almost quitting the said sport.

I decided to stuff myself literally with foods to beef myself and regain those lost hard earned pounds. My plan turned out well, I gain some weight but I could feel my gut loosen up and I need to do something.

That was three weeks ago and that was the time I decided to run again though I cannot anymore run a decent 200 meters without having a lactic attack nor pant ‘coz I used to run 7 to 10 kilometers thrice a week and for quite some time it became part of my routine. But with the experience I had now I think I should finally bid adieu to jogging ‘coz I didn’t find it enjoyable like I used to.