Water! Glorious, heated, non-chilly water! You know how I’ve been complaining about how the mornings were becoming more and more chilly? Bathing’s become a chore in the mornings, and I’ve started to develop a love-hate relationship with the showerhead that isn’t as healthy as one would imagine.

Not that it can be healthy in any way, but you get what I mean.

That is, until yesterday, when the maintenance guys came and installed the brand-new water heater. The first few jets of cold water were well worth the sacrifice - when the heater kicks in and the jets transform from needles to the soft, liquid massage that is warm water, you know life just couldn’t get any better than that.

In other news, I’ve decided to get myself a cat. I know that cleaning up after kitties can be one of life’s greatest tasks - especially if you don’t have a backyard or something with at least some topsoil - but having a little cat rub up against you for kicks is one of life’s greatest pleasures. Just like warm showers.

I can’t believe how cold it is in the mornings these days.

Sometimes, I think I let my mind run away with me. If only it weren’t so cold in the mornings.

I overworked my left calf muscle while running this morning. Just before I finished the last lap of my twenty minutes, I could feel the calf burning, tightening as if somebody were pulling at the opposite ends. It was amazing that I finished the lap; I could hardly walk afterwards.

There was also a bit of added pressure on the knees. I could swear that my kneecaps are clicking whenever I walk or bend my knees. I don’t even want to try stepping down from relatively high platforms, for fear of beating up my knees.

I love running (I wrote about this earlier on), but when it rains, it pours. If I end up wrecking my knees, I wouldn’t be able to run anyway. So I might as well take a break from the running. Sigh.

Speaking of rain - don’t ever try jogging while it’s raining. It is not fun.

Okay, the city where I living in right now is one of the most amazing cities in the world. This is the only city where you can sit down with a cup of coffee in a coffee shop with the intention of just lounging around, and end up having one of the most bizarre conversations in the world. Ever.

So there I was, minding my own business, when this old woman and plops herself down on the seat beside me. The coffee shop was full, so I didn’t really mind. And then she starts talking, which was just out of this world.

First she sighs, and makes a demure face. “I’m waiting for my husband,” she says in this really high-pitched, nasal voice as if I were just another one of her casual friends. Then she introduces herself. When she realizes that I don’t recognize the name, she mentions the name of this local star. “I’m her mother,” she concludes with a flourish.

Wow, I was thinking. Somebody please save me.

But I couldn’t very well just up and go. That would have been unpleasant. So I had to chat with her a little bit more.

She points to a school nearby. “My grandaughter studies there,” she says in her drawling, snooty voice. “And I live nearby. So sometimes, I just bring her to school. And that’s just one of my granddaughters. I have twenty.”

“Wow!” I say. “They must all be really pretty!” Because she was a rather pretty old woman. “They’re so lucky!”

She gives me a very sweet, tired, yes-dear-that’s-right smile and replies with a “Yes. Very lucky.”

This was how my face looked like in my mind:

Forrest Gump had the right idea. When you’ve got the time, run.

I like running. When you’re out there, on the track, and you’re feeling the rush of the cool breeze on your face while the morning sun’s beating down on your skin. The mix of the cold and the heat is invigorating, especially if it’s early in the morning, and you’ve just woken up.

Nothing picks you up more in the morning.

I’ve made it my morning ritual to go for a jog every morning. Right after jumping - or crawling - off the bed, I squirm into my running shoes, and hit the nearby park, which by this time will be crawling with the local kids and early morning adults off for their morning calisthenics.

The asphalt’s traction is a welcome counterforce to each footfall, and the strain of the effort wakes me up better than any old cup of coffee can.

The best part is, my morning run clears the cobwebs from my head like a jolt of morning lightning. The only down side is that when I’m old and doddering, I’ll probably have the weakest knees in the neighborhood, haha.

I like a lot of things. Really. It doesn’t matter what it is, so long as it’s something fun and interesting!

Like say, games. I like games. Both console games and otherwise.

There’s also eating. I like eating. Food’s always good for you, and if you don’t overdo the eating, you can keep it fun.

So I guess I’ll be writing about everything!

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