MONDAY (#pour7)

I went out for a jog for the first time in my life. I am not saying I have never jogged. Is that even possible with an adult? Running late for work, crossing a road, having fun with friends at times require some sort of jogs. I just have never jogged willingly with a firm purpose. It was a long distance but I enjoyed it. Will definitely keep this routine. This is giving summer strike vibes. I know.

I resumed work at a new place for the first time. The recipients of my services were a little too much to handle. I hope it gets better as time proceeds. I had a good time meeting new people. I had fun over-coming my social anxiety. I will do my best in helping them grow, I told them. Teaching is an honorable job by the way.

My leg had blisters. I could barely walk. I thought the shoes were good when I tried them at the shop. My mind flashed back to my sister saying buying the shoes was not a too good idea. I remembered paying more than I planned to for this pair of shoes. I remembered all the plans I had for stepping up my fashion game with this pair of shoes. I thought they were perfect. The pain in my legs heightened. I was not sad or disappointed in me for wasting money and neglecting advice. I just learnt more about my shoe size and how strict my legs were, they can’t manage. I will give them out to a family member, perhaps. I had a big hard time walking home with those shoes. My blisters will exist for a good amount of time, I am sure.