I’ve recently reincorporated exercise into my daily routine. It’s not that I haven’t done it before, but this time, I’m dragging my mom and dad with me in hopes that they’ll live long enough to see me get married and have kids.
After exercising, all of us would go explore different places to have breakfast and spend extra quality time together. This has thrown my working time off balance (usually I wake up, make tea or coffee with eyes half-closed and crawl to my desk where I’d stay until 6-7pm).
Nowadays, after coming back from breakfast, I’d jump onto the treadmill for an extra hour because walking at my parents’ pace doesn’t really get my heart pumping. We do get to share a lot of funny stories though.
Even though the whole process is time consuming, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. As long as I work an average of 8 hours a day, it doesn’t matter which hour of the day I work. Plus, making money wouldn’t matter if I’m in bad health.
I guess I just haven’t gotten round to creating a timetable that really works for me. And I keep putting it off. You know what, I will get to it right after publishing this post. Yeap. That’s what I’m gonna do.