Badminton Bug

After seven months, after a million invites, I finally gave in and played badminton today! Hooray!

Sure, the first half hour feels like you just got stuck in an oven toaster. And if you haven't been physically active since you left the comforts of hiphop dance classes back in your hometown, then the first few rallies feel like you should call an ambulance already. But once you get past that, it's all fun. Fun, fun, fun. Uh oh, someone caught the badminton bug. HeHe.

I love how you can release all your pent up anger with a flick of your wrist. I love how it's a faster game than tennis...okay, I kind of hate that because you really can't stay flat-footed at any given moment. HeHe. I love how you sweat and cleanse your pores concurrently. I love how it's so much cheaper than getting a gym membership (But then again, after badminton, I took a shower at Fitness First because I refused to take a shower at the court's shower room. LoL). I love how, if it's a date, you can see your boylet/girlet at his/her worst physical appearance and know that it's really love if you stay in the relationship (Just kidding! LoL). I love...Kennevic Asuncion? LoL.

As someone said, you can't move to Cebu or Makati yet, we just started! I know, dear friend, I know.

But at least the inner athlete in me is back. Whoop, whoop! HeHe. (Yup, the endorphins are writing this entry. Go natural high! HaHa!)