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Where I love to run. ❤️

Recently I saw the London Alethics 2017 on BBC and it has got me extremely motivated to get moving. Coincidentally it collided with a new habit I am trying to form, and this was running.  

I have been running for almost 4 weeks, currently on my fifth. Thus, it is about a month since I have started. Unfortunately, the unpredictable weather here is quite a nuisance that forever prevents me to run as I want to every morning.  

In previous times I have ran for only a couple of weeks until I called it quits. I don’t real remember why. But I do know it had something to do with my sister who was my running budding returning to the City to study. Since then I haven’t been running until now. 

Honestly I think it is one of the best decisions I have made. And I think you should do it too! 

I used to be extremly self conscious but now I don’t feel it anymore. Perhaps it’s because I have taken the first step in stepping out the door that it has made me more confident.

After my first run I realised it wasn’t so bad and it was something I could grow to love. Never in my whole life would I think this way. 🤣
Then I saw a documentary called “Born to Run” on YouTube about the Kenyan runners and their aspirations to become great runners and I was immediately filled with great motivation to run. 

The next day I ran my first mile without stopping to walk and it was also my first time running 8km. I was thrilled about it! What was even stranger is that I felt like I wanted to run more and I didn’t want to go home! I have never felt this way before with running! It was super strange but at the same time exhilarating. 

Even as I write this I am looking forward to my next run. Perhaps it has inspired you to consider running too? Give it a go, I know for sure it will be worth it. 😉


Here’s a quote that I believe is extremly relevant to this post. Do you think so? If so get moving! Maybe it’s not running but something like horse riding, dancing, yoga that you are interested in. Either way keep moving; lest you want to have a sore butt for sitting too long! Hahahaha.   It may be funny but true! 

Have an amazing day everyone! 

May 

What I learnt from plants

Today I went to visit my sister who lives in another town a couple of miles from our home. She is a nurse-in-training and lives by herself and is in her last year of uni. Her house is so unlike my own. Outside cars can be heard bustling around and men chatting could be seen coming out of the nearby pub. At home silence is our guest and nature is everywhere. Cars are generally heard once in a while, not a lot though. So coming to her house made me really appreciate nature and its beauty. I don’t think I would be able to live in the city without being surrounded by greenery and flowers.

This realisation gave me the opportunity to relish in the few plants my sister has in her house. Funny how sometimes the most prettiest things are right in front of you, yet we don’t see it!

You may be wondering why I named this post “Be a Cactus.” It’s because even in such a perilous environment  this cactus still seems to survive. It overcomes many obstacles by retaining water and growing long roots in order to live. It is extremely resilient. Furthermore, though it is silent its thorns are its deadliest weapon that can harm even the biggest predator. A.k.a humans. 😉

I guess what I am trying to articulate is that we are like plants in many ways. We live and survive off of one another.

Though it’s clear we have many difference. E.g. Our anatomy plants teach us that life is valuable and that we should be more assured of ourselves. Obstacles that come our way can be easily overcomed. Like the polluted enviornment we have our own which can be array of many things but we can still be the person we want to be. I think this is a nice notion to have, even if it may be a little naive. Let me know how you view it, do you think I am wrong or right?

 

Wilting in Time

largeAnother one of my musing/poetry about how we should spend our life being happy doing the things we want.Not for anybody else but for our own happiness.


Life is fleeting, just like the seconds that pass every moment. Then, not before long, you begin to notice the years that disapparate into nothingness; numbers are added to your age but every year counts for a year lost for the future. You carry on working that 9 to 5 dream in hopes for – What exactly? Holidays, new cars, new houses…..

You sit in the office chair looking constantly at the circular shaped object with hands that command your every movement. Is this the life you want? Waiting and counting every minute until you can be relieved of this awful hell. Living and reliving the same dull routine every day and judging your happiness by the noughts you have?

Go reach for your dreams because life is fleeting. Go for what your heart have always craved and sung and let the mundane world realize your potential.

m.

Have a good to whoever is reading this and I hope you already have found something your heart sings to you about!

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First Day of Ballet class

Hello everyone! You might notice from the title my blog and my other topics for other posts are very random.Most of the time I post things that really  I’m very sorry if you are a writer, traveler etc or anyone who is categorized in a certain topic and you are following my blog strictly for the purpose of updates for travel and writing posts only. That is not to say that I am not going to have many future updates in these categories and I assure you they will more coming once I get my creative juices flowing and when school doesn’t kill me. *face plant on the table* Also I would like to say, thank you to new followers. I feel so happy that people are reading what I write and I don’t know how to thank you for it. All I can say is a million thanks and more to those amazing people!

So, without further ado let me begin the big rant about my life/journal blog.

 

Since I was very young maybe about 11 or 12 I was introduced to the world of ballet and I became hyped about it.In those years of my life, my mom was very busy with work and most of the time did not have much time let alone enough energy to look after me. She worked very hard very day.At that time we could not afford to let me attend any ballet classes. My mom was also very old-school and believed that doing anything like ballet would not give me a bright future ahead.

Looking back I can honestly see how inconvenient ballet would have been, and I also understand why parents are so adamant to encourage their children to find a job that would provide them enough. More often than not parents are very worried about their children and their future. Most parents like to think about the worst case scenarios in their child’s life. For example, for my mom, it would have been going homeless.

Now I’m 16 years old and time has changed a lot of things in our lives. My mom doesn’t have to work that hard anymore and endure rigorous amounts of late nights working. Time has also brought back a lost love I had when I was younger and this was Ballet. I think it really started with Instagram and seeing all the beautiful dancers with their pointe shoes and perfect poses. Then I really came to realize how much I loved it and since maybe a year or two years ago my passion has resurfaced.

Countless times I have asked my mom about attending classes, but again the answer was a quick “no.” Yet I was very adamant. Then during last year towards the end of summer, I had the opportunity to work in a local restaurant at 16 and I was very glad for the experience but unfortunately, my time there did not last very long because within three months it closed down. Since I worked I was also paid meaning I could do what I wanted with it. But I choose not to and decided to save it for a rainy day, and this brought me to the ballet classes which I am paying myself! These classes are fortunately for teens and not adults. I think I felt quite relieved for that because  I think I would feel so misplaced in a room full of grown-ups!

So before  I was told about the teen ballet classes,  I have emailed a local ballet teacher in my area,unfortunately, she did not offer me the classes I wanted. However, she did suggest to me about a “teen ballet class” starting just a little in a few days. Later I found out my current ballet teacher was one of the students of the ballet teacher that I had emailed in the first place!

So, let me tell you about my experience. Sorry, it was so long! If you read this far, I admire your patience!

So, it was a Friday evening and I was sitting in the car with my mom and driving towards the place. I was very nervous at first and arrived very early to class. My teacher was really nice but also can be quite strict if she wanted to be.So I was left with an intimidating-ish teacher while she asked me questions about my hobbies etc. Thankfully, within a few minutes, other girls and boys arrived and we started our very first class. It was such an amazing experience, probably better than I had expected it to be.I did feel quite insecure though because I was the oldest in the class while other people were 12-14 years old. But since I am quite petite-(5’2 1/2 and maybe a few more cm)I felt alright because some of the others were taller than me.

Thanks for taking the time to read this, I could drag this on but I don’t think anyone would have the patience to read about my life story.

Thank YOU to those who did though, and if you are one of those ballet enthusiast I encourage you to just give ballet a try, even if it’s just one class. If my story isn’t inspiring Misty Copeland is a perfect inspiration for you! Here’s a little hope for you!

m.

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Fresh beginnings

 

Today, I woke to the sound of my blaring alarm clock that broke the silence of dawn once the clock struck 6:45. I woke up with a start, slightly groggy and tired at the same time. It was completely silent with not a single sound. These are the best morning especially when the shiny sun streams into your room uninvited. Today was, you guessed it, the first day of school for me. To be quite honest with you I was slightly excited. As some of you might already know, I live in Ireland. Here, once you enter secondary school you are expected to prepare for the Leaving Certificate which is a State exam at the end of the 5-6 years you spent in school. This year is my last year, and I’m in 6th year now. *biting her nails out of nervousness* And today started out okay. I had an assembly, which was expected, received my new locker, and met with friends etc.

But nothing could describe the overwhelming feeling of finally being at the last year of school. I just don’t know the right word for it. Happiness. Bliss.Euphoria. From my first year up until today, I have waited and anticipated for so long. And finally, I will almost reach it by completing the Leaving Cert. This means I will have to work super hard to not only get the points I need for the University I want to get into but also to succeed this year. I’m sure many of you have felt this way before as if the “world is at your fingertips” and I honestly 100% sure this year will be the biggest change in all my 16 years.

This year, there are many things I want to change when I start. First I want to become more open to my peers. I’m not really sure how you readers perceive me. But I’m actually very queit. Truthfully I don’t have a lot of friends that are close to me, and I think I only have one true friend. But thankfully I discovered WordPress which is a whole different community that I am growing to love!

Dear Readers, are you in that stage of your life when things are starting to get complicated or just what you imagined them to be? Whatever your answer is I truly hope everything goes well even if you didn’t plan it.  Here’s a motivational quote to end/start your day!

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I LOVE Quotes! Do you?

 

 

Hope you have a good day and see you in the next blog!

m.