Give it up.

Every little thing I do
Never seems enough for you
You don't wanna lose it again
I'm not like that
Baby, when you finally
Get to love somebody
Guess what?
It's gonna be me. - It's Gonna Be Me, N*Sync

I'm sitting in a seemingly abandoned physiotherapy gym and rotting away slowly. Thank the Heavens for free WiFi at hospitals.

I went to a hospital the other day and truth be told, I actually missed the hospital environment. The busy-ness of the wards, the seemingly death and life situations that arise wayy too often for us health professionals to be cool about, the constant reading of reports and charts and liasing with nurses and other health professionals and all that other stuff...hell, I miss it. Really wouldn't mind too much getting back into all that jazz again.

At this moment in time, I was contemplating my long term career and what I would want to do in future. I think it goes, without saying, that I don't think that physio is really my one true passion. I think that goes without saying, really. But I mean, even then, I'm not too sure what I'd like to do after that.

I initially wanted to be a writer. And even now, when I'm typing this post, I can imagine myself writing articles. I used to do it and saved up a pretty penny too. But then, I stopped, got lazy, life got in the way and then I've not returned since. My creative lobe in my brain probably doesn't really exist anymore because even writing a drama script for Dory didn't work out too well either. I struggled to get plots, existing story lines, character developments, whatnot...sigh.

That said, I still think my Blurred series was the best. LOL.

Asked the PharmaGamer yesterday about whether she would continue as a pharmacist and she's like, "Well, it pays for my games, so..."

A bit sad, isn't it, when your health professional does what s/he does just to make ends meet or buy something or pay for something else rather than for the passion of the job. Something I've always given myself a lot of crap about. I know that I should be passionate about my patients but in the end...its still my job. Not my career. Not my love. Not my passion. Not me.

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Other things to give up including dancing. 

Yes, yes, I know I've spoken about it so many times and over the years, like a drug, I keep coming back to it again and again. But like all things that has reached the end of its time, I need to be able to put it aside and concentrate on more serious things. Like my job, for example.

[psst. this post is full of irony. can you tell?]

I'm looking at going for another course this year so at least I can add that to my certification and continuing professional development portfolio in the event that I decide to practise in the Land of the Long White Cloud again, I've got a relatively impressive résumé to submit. Good heavens, what has Merlion City done to me?!?!?!?

Anyway.

Workout for today includes

4 rounds of:

5 pull ups

10 inverted rows

10 single leg squats (to bench) per side

10 lunges 

100 skips.

*haven't sweat like this in ages. Good times*