I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but whenever I get really into something, it somehow finds its way to my blog. There was a time when I blogged about my drawings, then a time when I blogged about blogging. Later, it was running. And now, apparently, I’m in my pickleball era. So, it's n…

The other day, I got an email from a brand inviting me to an event in Manila. Of course, I absolutely, unequivocally said YES. And that would mean I'll be packing my bags, and I'll disappear for a few days for a blogging event for the fifth time this year. At this point, with me h…

I was competitive in badminton. And by competitive, I mean I competed and won tournaments. So when pickleball became a thing, my ego couldn't bring myself to try it. It felt like a downgrade to my first racket sport (table tennis is the second, by the way). Hyped, slower ball, and it …

I love dancing. It's just that, I haven't danced ever since my immune system went haywire and started attacking my joints.  As one friend would put it, " wala na lagi ka nagasayaw, Sar? " (How come you don't dance anymore?) I do have my reasons: 1. My joints are pain…

When I was still a student nurse, about twenty years ago, we were taught that a very low heart rate could be a cause for concern because it might mean the heart isn’t pumping enough oxygen-rich blood to the body. A normal resting heart rate for adults ranges from 60-100 beats per minute (…

When I was young (and by young, I mean in my 30s), I used to join fun runs just for... fun.  Even without proper training, I’d just show up whenever there's a race, run the distance, get the free banana, and go home. I wasn't running regularly.  But in 2019,  I was sponsored a 50k…