There is something called over-working-out, as I have realised the hard way. The past few days I have been clocking in increasing minutes of gym work out, in addition to longer walks in the neighbourhood. I have been consistently walking 10 km every day for the past week, and my body is beginning to complain. Every day I decide to take a break, I am overcome with a fear of failure – how can I give up – even when I tell myself that I am not giving up, but just taking a break. So, I am putting it out here in the open so that I have some accountability – I am taking today off workout in respect to my sore muscles and aching joints.
Meanwhile, in my excuse-of-a-garden today:
Gossamer wings flap
To birdsong in wilderness
A storm brews afar.
We live on the east coast of the peninsular, so the sun sets on the side opposite the ocean. On the foreground is a corn seller.
These flowers are in bloom all over our neighbourhood. I don’t know what flower this is, probably some variant of the Magnolia family (Champanki/champaka), given its heady fragrance.
If you know what tree this is, let me know.