Rehoboth

"The word 'Rehoboth' means 'broad and spacious.' The Lord has broadened my space. If you let God fight for you [and] you let God choose for you, oftentimes, He leads you to the best. The best of the very best: Rehoboth."

Ptr. Peter Tan-chi

CCF Service on "Practicing God's Presence"

Post-morning run post

I just had heavy breakfast after my weekly morning LSD (long slow distance running) with my 5k group at the Milo Apex Running Clinic under Coach Janet. We usually run around the U.P. oval at least three times but today, we passed slopes and inclined roads around U.P. for 45 minutes straight. I found myself lagging behind my groupmates (I thought this was a 5k beginners' group??), most of which were older than me, so I tried my best to keep up though I was catching my breath during the last 10 minutes of the run. My running pace and endurance have improved so far (thank you Endomondo for tracking my runs). Having a coach and a group to run have, of course, been really encouraging. I had my misgivings at first about signing up for the beginners' 5k because I thought I might be setting the bar too low for my standards (since I've been running - though inconsistently - at the gym for years already). But most of my 5k groupmates in Q.C. are competitive and being with them has motivated me to push harder every time. Now I can confidently say I'll be able to breeze through a 5k race. I'll aspire for a marathon next time. Baby steps. Hehe. 

Trentahin

Caramel cake from Estrel's. Thanks Chi!

Two Tuesdays ago, on a Tagaytay day trip/joint birthday celebration with my law school friends and my mom (and Jenn's mom), I wrapped up my week-long 30th birthday celebration, Months ago, I considered having one big party for my 30th, but I realized it's better to have several intimate celebrations than a big one so I can spend more time with each of my friends/family. (Besides, I don't have the budget for a big celebration. Hehe) To be frank about it, I wasn't feeling my birthday the entire week. Exactly a month before my birthday, my cousin from the US also turned 30 and he was posting mildly depressed status updates about it on Facebook. I didn't realize how depressing it actually felt until I turned 30 myself. That week, I felt more irritable than usual, and I had one ugly dream that sort of rubbed in certain issues in my life and left me feeling deeply upset when I woke up. As the week progressed and I started to meet up with my friends/family, I felt blessed to be surrounded by wonderful people who have stood by me through the years. Yiz, so cheezy. Hehe. God reminded me of all the blessings he has given and the experiences he had allowed me to go through, including the recent US trip I had with my family, that I have no reason to feel bad about getting a year older.