I’ve Been Bad

I have done my damage to my already poor health. Over the last year, I’ve been smoking too much. I’ve been sitting on my butt too much. I’ve also been eating to much of the wrong foods.

I have quit smoking about three times since September. The last time was going well. Then I was unable to get one of my bantayan_beach.jpgmedications, Effexor. So, I started smoking again. I still think that was a reasonable choice under the circumstances. After all, I didn’t kill anyone. I didn’t even want too. :)

Poor health and the lack of exercise tend to feed off each other. Its hard to exercise when it hurts to even lay down. And then, I’ve been plagued with rashes. Poison Ivy like blisters. Blisters that come from no where. Blisters that seem to have no cause. The heat makes them worse. the sun, well, it just hates me or my body hates it. Either way it makes me feel weak.

Now, I’m having episodes of impaired vision. One of them lasted for five hours and scared me to death. It depressed me significantly. Brought back that give up feeling that I hate so much.

The more I don’t exercise, the weaker I get. That makes it harder to start exercising. I don’t know how much weight I’ve gained back nor do I want to know.

Right now, once again, the electrical power to Bogo City has been cut. It is Sunday. They turned the power off shortly after 8am. The lights will stay off until around 5pm. Only four and half hours to go. This is my least favorite thing about living in the Philippines.

I’m at the local Jollibee. The fast food chain of the Philippines. Much like McDonalds, complete with Jolly Meals. They have a generator so it stays fairly cool here. Not as cool as I like, so I bring my battery powered fan, eat stuff I shouldn’t eat and go outside to smoke.

While outside just now, a couple of the local gays (that’s how they are referred to here) tried to flirt with me. Well three of them I think, but I wasn’t sure if one was a girl or a guy. One was a guy that wants to be a girl and one was a teen age boy. Oh geesh! If only the Filipina would do that. I’m lucky if I can get a smile out of them.

After I finished my death by cigarette, two of them, I re-join Jessie inside. By the time I get back, I’m trembling. Not so that others can see. Just the way I feel. I feel shaky. Even a long shower often leaves me feeling this way.

Time to Live Right Again

And I say to myself, I gotta exercise! I did once, last week! Well, its a start. I will try again tonight. In four months, I have to leave the Philippines for three days. I desperately need to improve my stamina before then. Airports and people in a state as weak as mine are not a pleasant thing. I learned that when I went to Canada about 15 years ago. I learned it again when I first came to the Philippines but that trip wasn’t nearly as hard on me. The heat within the airport in Manila wasn’t pleasant. I had learned a little from my trip to Canada though. Now my hand carried luggage has wheels. :)

When I wake up in the mornings, my lungs burn. The best way to relieve this discomfort? Have a smoke, several of them actually… I’m totally nuts!

I know I have to do better. If I don’t, I’m going to make my pretty Filipina girlfriend semi-rich. How will I do that? I will die! On that note, I think its time for another smoke break.

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