After so many years (no kidding, years!), I suddenly thought I could use some stretching. I kept gaining weight from eating too much, working too much and physical activities too less. After just 15 minutes or so, I was perspiring profusely. I couldn’t breath normally that I thought I’d be needing a respironics oxygen concentrator.

But it felt good. It reminded me of my younger years when I used to dance all afternoon, burning up kilo calories. It reminded me of how satisfied I was with my arm and leg shape.

Anyway, I didn’t attempt to do more stretching again as I woke up feeling so beat up. Oh, age!