Six months has passed

How time flies.. always when one starts writing again, it tends to be difficult, in tidal waves initially and then the same "I don't feel like blogging" happens. 
Why have I not written for the last six months?
I am not sure.  I am not sure if anyone reads my blog, or my intention was for no one to read my blog so that I can then move on to blog for people who really wants to know about me.

My last blog, I had suffered a ligament partial tear injury in my right ankle.  Today the ankle still aches a little when I start jogging or running, and I continue to happily walk around in flat shoes.  I've bought myself some heels for work, to appear more professional, but it has never come to me wearing them.

I am still in the Philippines more time then I am in Malaysia or any other country.  I am going to be here for at least until mid of next year.  I say at least, and I admit it now, no point of being in denial - because the project I partially oversee will be on until at least May next year, and not including post production support.  The project is a series of implementation, and I strongly believe we will continue to be required to implement the following stages. 

I have really gotten to like a lot the people of the Philippines.  There are some days I feel frustrated because things cannot be changed, people cannot be changed, processes remains rigid, things do not get done, but my frustration has never been about the people, culture or the processes.  My frustrations has always stemmed from me.  The me is my emotional side who wants to do more more more, and is pushed to do more sometimes by my bosses, and a career in limbo does not help.  I have to say, if and when I leave this country at the end of my "assignment" (the longest one in my career so far if you consider the point I step foot in Philippines as the beginning of the journey), there will be a part of me left behind here. I will write more about this in later blogs.

I wrote at the beginning of my blog this year, this will be year which I will achieve 1000kms of running.  Running continues to be my passion because when I run, I am free of the aches, pains, stress, and all that is associated with who I am when I am working, etc.  It also gives me a chance to interact with different people and people who like pain, speed, and who from all walks of life, champion a common cause of achievement of the most modest kind. Finishing a race with sweat!

I have at some point in the last few months, had a lot of headaches which caused me to question if I am well.  I avoided going for a brain scan.  I do not think I need a brain scan now.  I believe I am well.  Age and state of mind is indeed a factor of how much rest, relaxation and emotional and spiritual well being a person is.  This may sound very philosophical, but I've always believed my interest in running and competing drives me to overcome many possible health and mental illness I would've probably succumbed to for a person with the type of challenges I consistently push myself to at work.

Friends alike, thanks for your patience and please welcome me back!