HLS Wednesday

So Yesterday we had our usual HLS (Healthy LifeStyle), a.k.a. L.I.F.E. (Lifelong Investment in Fitness and Exercise) Programme in camp.

What made yesterday’s HLS session special was that some of my friends (who usually don’t participate) joined the HLS session.

These people, mainly, Timothy, Corn, Hao Zhan, and the usual peeps like Sylvester (who’s back for a couple of months only), Zhi Wei, as well as Joel and Yi Zheng, our friends/colleagues from Pers Node.

Although we only did 3km for the running segment (unlike the usual 5km on Wednesday), I hope the extra stretching exercises after our “static”/calisthenics (if I’m not mistaken), also known as EMOM, would actually help.

Yesterday’s was a great exercise, hope to have more times like these where I can keep fit with my closer friends in camp, before they or I ORD.

Monday blues’ day

So yesterday was the start of a new week.

I was still on duty in the morning. I woke up at 5:30am because I couldn’t sleep. Felt tired but not sleepy, I would say, although the fatigue came in when I was on the bus on the way home in the evening.

Evening bus rides back to home are usually the best time and environment for me to rest: there’s aircon, there are seats, and of course, more importantly, the movement of the bus on the road makes me feel relaxing and sleepy. Nowadays I usually take a nap on the bus home, and very curiously, I would always be able to wake up before the bus reach the bus-stop near my house.

Okay back to yesterday.

One of the best things that happened to me was when Emily, one of the nicest ma’ams in this branch and camp, gave me a mug.

And this is the second one that I’ve received from a Ma’am in this branch. The first one was Ashley, who left us several weeks earlier for another post, in a better environment. I’m so glad for her because she’s is also one of the nicest ma’ams and she’s in a better place now. She doesn’t have to face the no-action-talk-only AK-58 and that old terrible hag who looks like Rozz from Monsters Inc, the worst ppl you would ever come across.

But that’s another story for another day.

Good night.