The Four-Day Weekend | Clare Henney

OK, so it may not have been four days for me (it was five), but I still wish that it lasted a bit longer. I have a day and a half to go and I really feel like it isn’t enough. I wish I could say I’ve been productive. Apart from the disastrous family trip to the cemetery in Paranaque and Cavite (me + the rest of the family packed in one car and not exactly knowing where to go = not actually visiting any grave, which is a complete waste of gasoline if you ask me), I’ve just been lying in bed watching TV, reading on my Kindle and checking Twitter. I wanted to work on my writing projects but the inspiration isn’t there. Just typing this blog post has taken a big effort for me when it’s usually a breeze to do. The heat is getting to me — aren’t we supposed to be feeling cooler temperatures by now? Global warming is becoming more and more scary. Can you imagine how summer would be if the heat right now is already this unbearable?

The whole health situation has been hard for me. I’ve been feeling more and more lethargic these past few days. I feel fatigued all the time and I just don’t have any energy. I’m thinking of working out in the mornings but I’m not sure if I’m strong enough for it. What makes matters worse is that I can’t find my favourite yoga CD (comfort zone alert!) and I can’t imagine working out without it.

I looked around and all I have right now are my Physique 57 DVDs and those things intimidate (OK, make that scare) me and I wonder if I have the guts to do it.  Should I push myself and see how it goes?  Or should I just stick to the treadmill for a bit until I feel strong enough for a real workout?

If there’s one thing from this weekend that I figured out for myself for sure it’s that I want things to be new: I want a new job, a new environment, a new and healthier body and a new commitment to my faith. I hope that all works out for me soon. I need change, the good kind.