Fire Hero 5k

22792314_541740799504440_2772251966349911713_o I attended my second 5k last weekend. This event was supposed to happen back in September if it weren’t for Hurricane Irma. Either way, I am fortunate to run for such a good cause. I just never thought I would be 2nd overall for my age group. To think this 34 asthma stricken woman with very low blood pressure without having any sort of sports background would even achieve that.22769769_541859999492520_1192546124197918169_o

To think when I was in high school, it took me over 16 minutes to run a mile. Now I can at least run 2 miles in 16 minutes. While I haven’t beaten my pr, I’m still happy with the results from the race. The perks of arriving early? I didn’t have to wait in line to get my food.

The moral of this story? Don’t let anybody define you. Ever.

Heartbroken Satellite

I had to repost this piece of writing.

Nothing can beat having somebody you admire give you a nod on something you’ve written. I shared, Heartbroken Satellite, on tumblr last year and to my surprise I saw this message:

Scherezade’s Note : An immigrant’s psalm. The pang of a lost land is rife in this poem’s molten grace. The opening lines are testament to the poet’s unmistakable prowess.

Honestly? It may sound silly but it was one of my happiest days. I haven’t written for so long, so it meant the world to me to read that. Living abroad can sometimes spark childhood hobbies and this was one of them. Continue reading “Heartbroken Satellite”

Great Gay 5k

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I ran about 2 and a half miles under 19 minutes with easier pace and rode 9 miles on bike level 11 in 30 minutes before my first 5k ever. I took it easy because I mainly worked out just to loosen up my muscles.

I did better than I expected since I never ran on sand before. I was the 7th woman at the finish line. I could’ve run faster, but I was more concentrating on keeping my rhythm and finishing the race. Period. Since this was my first 5k ever and that I never ran on sand before, it is not bad for a 34-year-old asthma stricken woman.

I’m proud to run for gay rights. To think I wouldn’t be able to marry my better half pre 1960’s. Nobody deserves that kind of discrimination. Love is never wrong.21766507_530180100660510_4817495172267318428_n

My better half gave me a present for my 5k achievement. This is my very first Nike pair. Ever. Thank goodness for Ross prices. I cry. The look on my husband’s face when I finished the race – pure pride. He was very proud of me that day. He kept saying to me, “Don’t be intimidated. You’re going to do very well. I just know it.” When I finished the race, he said he knew I was pulling back. >_<
22041891_529924087352778_409361659268819686_o If it weren’t for this 5k, I wouldn’t have known how beautiful the beach is over there. I would love to go back someday.

I’m still alive.

yikes18I’m still alive. Barely. I moved back to South Florida from Atlanta last year. It has been a rather uncomfortable, unstable ride since I came back from the States. I don’t think I will ever feel like home here, but I tell myself that it is only temporary – just think of it as a vacation that is a completely huge let down. Either way, I have my very first 5k coming up that I am excited about. Yes, I am still running.

I’m still alive. I think. If you can call it living, honestly.

34 Reasons to Be Grateful For

Since I will be turning 34 in less than two weeks, I may as well share 34 reasons to be thankful for. While I am bummed that I wont be eating cake in Taiwan (Western cake tend to be way too sweet for me, anyway), I still have so many reasons to smile. Case in point?

1. My funky retro shoes picked out by my husband – he gets me.

2. I’m still making cute cards for loved ones. While they may be simple, I am still happy with how they turned out. Continue reading “34 Reasons to Be Grateful For”

Happy Chinese/Lunar New Year!

I created this card for my husband. While I’m saddened that I cannot celebrate Chinese New Year with his family in Taiwan, I’m fortunate to be able to have a home on the beautiful island and that is something to smile about. To those who celebrate the holiday, I wish you a fruitful, successful, happy life. Happy Lunar New Year! I still don’t know what my husband and I will be doing this weekend, but it will involve food. Till next time…

A to Z Love List

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A is for amazing tofu. Most of my meals are tofu related – stinky tofu, miso soup, mao po tofu (with beef instead of pork), dao hui (Taiwanese dessert – pictured), fried tofu, steamed tofu, boiled tofu, the list goes on. I like the texture and how it tastes delicious when it’s sweet, sour, spicy or salty. I can have tofu 3 to 5 times a week and not be sick of it due to the variety of ways how to cook it. Continue reading “A to Z Love List”

Fish Out of Water

sadsadToday is a rather sad day. I’m not going to mention why, but some people who are reading this already know why. To think I came back to the States for this and due to this, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry – maybe both. Before I stepped on San Francisco’s soil, I was adventurous. I was eager to learn. I was happy. I felt like I was like everybody else. I commute like everybody else. I can relate like everybody else. I had the same mind-set, I had the same goals and we were all together – somehow I didn’t feel so alone. I was  content. Sure, I was an outsider, but I honestly felt more of an insider over there than where I am now. Sure, I made a fool out of myself with my poor Mandarin Chinese tones, but I was slowly improving. Since I arrived at the airport in San Francisco, the ringing my ears begin and since then I’ve been having this unbearable migraine that simply wont go away.

Sure, I’m a Pisces. I will be 34 years old next month, but I’m merely a fish out of water. I tell myself not to be selfish for I came here for somebody else’s happiness. I just have to continue to hold my breath, and hope for the best. Even if I turn blue. (Seriously, though, did it have to be in South Florida?) I left for a reason and now here I am back to square one…it’s enough to make a woman go mad!

I tried to pump myself up before the move. I really did. I even lied to myself, but months has passed on by, I begin to lose interest. In general. In life. I’m no longer adventurous. I just want to stay home. I no longer want to eat out. I just want to eat mediocre sandwiches. I don’t want to think about the future let alone the present because honestly, I don’t feel like I have one.

After all, I’m almost-34-year-old fish out of water who is merely holding her breath in an environment that wasn’t meant for her. I feel more of an alien here than in Shanghai. It’s one thing to be out-of-place in another country, but when you’re an outsider in your own…its a whole another story. I keep telling myself it’s temporary. I will breathe again.

I will breathe again. Maybe the noise in my head will stop ringing, but it wont be today. Now excuse me…I am going to eat another mediocre sandwich on this rather sad day.

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