“Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up, it knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you’re the lion or a gazelle-when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.” ― Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Super athletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen.
Right now, I’m sitting on my rooftop, writing in a piece of paper, quite old fashioned way, under the moonlight. I’m about to finish my second attempt on this blog. Since my laptop battery is in an on-and-off mood; my first attempt on this blog took place in the hill on a sunny Saturday afternoon overlooking the sea, on a piece of paper. I did hours of running and crossfit afterwards. Finding my blog note had become unreadable because of my own sweat was a bit head wrecking. See, that’s another type of discovery although had to laugh it out, wouldn’t you!
I do enjoy running and while I’m at it, i do discover new stuff. In other words; I like to push my limits and reboot my system for next phase of life, getting ready!....
So here are my disclosures on new trail :
- It’s only ten minutes walk to the big Buddha hill from my building, through local community.
- A mixed community of Arab, European, Rohingya, Thai, other Asian lives side by side.
- As it appears it’s not a hill but hill’s, side by side.
- First hill with Buddha temple, a beautiful Chinese-style sacred area dedicated to Confucius and Lao-zi Chinese temple and gardens.
- I’m really delighted to find Confucius and Lao-zi temple over here.
- There’s a Chinese Gratitude wall with pictured stories of 24 forms of gratitude.
- Buddha’s image and statue for individual seven days of the week.
- The other hill has local radio station, truth sanctuary, monument of Krom Luang, who is the founder of the modern Thai navy.
- Local people come to pay homage to Wat Khao Phra Bat. So don’t get nervous if you hear the constant sound of firecrackers. That’s also part of the homage.
- There’s an outdoor gym on top of the hill where you can work out on a starry night, overlooking the sea and Pattaya city.
- There are hundreds of homeless dogs in the hill but not scary, not yet anyway!
- There is a pier at the bottom of the hill with hundreds of yachts.
- A Muay Thai training camp.
- Tennis and squash court.
- Plenty cool relaxing spot to read books or lost in thoughts with music.
- I’m saving my favorite spots.
Thoughts in-between beast mood and day dreaming:
- Stop smoking is easy enough, boosting stuff.
- Really loving uphill-downhill running.
- Why am I turned on while working out?
- Happiness tastes so good, as well as the other elements of my mood. They’re all good, if you know what I mean!
- Giving up isn’t a thing for me and it’s totally worth it!
- Sometimes old memories, talks, moments, come to mind and leave me with never ending chuckle.
- Is my exercise causing too much attention here?
- SWOT analysis.
- Figuring out code, principle, honor, disciple, routine for everyday.
- My body is my temple.
- Live, listen, remember, follow, respect, gratitude, water, love, one world!
- I’m sluggish sometimes.
- Recollecting part of the old talks and understanding them is always significance, also proves that I’m a bit silly dumb.
Interaction while running:
- Greetings (head nod and thumbs up) for all.
- Playing with kids and homeless puppies.
- Bit of cultural talks.
- Blog notes or ideas.
- Music as sandwich treatment.
- Me, myself and I with you.
- Various types of flora and fauna.
- Fragrance of wild flower.
- Sunset, Clouds.
- Moon and starry sky.
- Homeless dog’s life.
- Woods in the dark.
Boring, tiring stuff plus no fun but had to do after the run:
- Manual wash the dirty laundry.
- Cooking dinner.
- Cleaning the dishes.
- Reorganize the mobile kitchen.
I’m pretty happy with my recent breakthrough. Although in a week or two, I will be going there in the early morning as I’ll be back to work, most likely! On the point of a solo traveler, living and working in sin city, isn’t duck soup. Thus finding my own rhythm and pace was crucial.
Because in life, not all treasure is silver and gold, Savvy!