Thursday, December 08, 2005
9:24 pm
My body has been subject to gruelling torment. Common aches amongst all in the Gym Squad. These past consecutive days have seen an enraged, full-blown drive at pumping up the beef. The personal musculature, of course.
And yes, the consumption of spectacular junk - fast food, breakfasts from the camp canteen and most recently of all a BBQ. All downed in unforeseen haste and.. an engorged mid-section takes shape. But continuous visits to the weight room make for offsetting the adiposity.
Life in camp shapes your habits. I've been eating more quickly - yes, suffering from it. In addition, at the corporate level: laziness, gossip and being critical - yes, I succumb albeit unwillingly. A glamourous outer coating of hedonism. A repressive moralism births forth. A Voice beckons otherwise. And a voice intrudes, warmly enticing. Then a voice decides, and acts. And the voices swim around interminably, profuse in their copious speech.
But the door of new beginnings is opening. So I must worry less, and trust Him more. Act quickly - no hesitance or procrastination. AND, helping others does not preclude sparing a thought for oneself. Control, and relent.. togetherr. I've got to care less about minuscule trivialities. They are way too impeding. And unconventionally paranoid thought patterns? They complicate matters.
"Please forgive me, I know not what I do."
It's personal, yes.
doodled
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