Life with Las B...

If you had told me I'd be looking forward to a 10 week workout programme in January 2025, I'd have called you a bloody liar. But here I am. Caroline has turned me into someone I can't recognize (in a good way). I hit my goal weight then finished the 6 week Iron Series ending of October and I was ecstatic. My body was in the best shape it'd ever been. Afterwards, did her 1 week HIIT series (which was bloody cos tell me why had 40 variations of Burpees on the first day). Then followed it up with 2 weeks Beastmode series. After which I had to take a deload week of just yoga and mobility exercises. Unfortunately, at the same time, my diet went to shit because my siblings came back and I was eating junk like there was no tomorrow. Anyways, my weeks of decadence is over so I'm back to my routine with a new series (Epic Heat by Caroline Girvan). This time, it's 10 weeks long. So hoping to be done by my birthday in February. Keeping fingers crossed🤞🏼 

Hmmmm. I do agree learning is uncomfortable cos you're training the brain muscle. But I'd like to see it as working out. If you're a beginner, you don't just straight to lifting heavy cos you may feel discouraged. Best way would be to start with simple workouts like, get to moving your body. Then as you progress, you add on challenges. I dislike the whole "you must suffer before you learn." It's similar to those who claim you only learn by reading books. Yeah, whilst reading, you engage different muscle groups and force the concentration to the written words. But some people just thrive the media format. Same way some would prefer gamified methodologies to imbibe knowledge. The whole elitism about learning is so trite.

I regressed. We like to think that our future selves will be a much better, improved version of ourselves. It's the optimism that drives our day-to-day living. What happens then when the reverse is the case? I came across a fiction I wrote in 2020, and I couldn't help but marvel at the brilliance in writing. I kept whispering to myself, "how were you good at this?" The irony is that back that I didn't think I was any good. I'd compare my writing to others I'd seen, to published and established authors and resign myself to the fate that I'd never get to that level. Well talk about a self-fulfilling prophecy. I had no hope in myself, didn't think there was a future in my writing. Hence I sought other means of livelihood. Now, my mind is submerged with technical terms. Unlike the average person, when I hear or see words such as console, object, promise, pointer, block: my mind immediately goes to the programming equivalent.   Now I can't help but ...

 I AM AN ADDICT. Nah, it's not the drug kind, it's the devil and blessing in disguise called SOCIAL MEDIA. It took me a while to admit to being a social media addict. I really didn't realize how much I reach for Facebook and Instagram until I downloaded the StayFocused app. Yes, even though I had already uninstalled the mobile apps for Instagram, Facebook, Tiktok, Twitter, I still access the Facebook and Instagram URLs from my chrome browser. I installed the StayFocused app to curtail my access time to social media. The best thing about the app is that you can block not just applications but websites. And it's also flexible in the sense that you can also set time limits to it.  So currently, I've set my access to Facebook, Instagram and Reddit web for max 15 minutes a day because I do have great information I get from those apps but limiting it is key to avoid doomscrolling. I also limited Netflix to 30 mins max a day. Another feature I love is that it allows you ...