Sweat it Out!

Here I am again, with a resolute objective to lose weight. And when I am facing head-on with this dilemma, I get reunited with badminton. I have had a lot of reunions with this sport, blog about it, stop for a while when I get the results that I wanted, then devour again mudpie at Calea, sip and gulp (depending on the hotness)Starbucks Caramel Macchiato coffee, become fat again, and decide to play badminton again to lose weight. This is a cycle that I know of, a vicious one, but I always love the feeling of coming back in this side of Bacolod, the Eastside Badminton Center. By the way, fat is not politically correct. So I would say, I am not fat. I just occuply plenty of space!

The whole reunion meant also being reunited with former playmates and get to know updates of their personal life. This of course happens when we are resting in the bench while we towel our cascading sweat, catch our breath back to state of being normal, and wait for the next game to start.

Then I get to see how my former playmates became virtuoso in this sport; the off-shoot of religiously playing during tuesdays, thurdays, and saturdays. Some have become muscular with a body-to-die-for? And hopefully, I will have that bodily adjective, weeks from now!

Badminton and I; Reunited Today

Today, badminton and I are reunited. 'Twas 2 long years and I am back in the game. And hopefully this is for good.

I seriously played badminton while in Dumaguete for some tourney events. Like I can endure 5 straight games with only having to drink water as a break. Dumaguete at that time has only one 1 court available; that's at YMCA building. As far as I can remember, they charge 120 pesos per hour. Having no work at that time, it really was expensive. Now there are two available courts with the addition of the one situted in Barangay Bagacay at the back of a small shopping center.

When I moved in Bacolod, badminton is a lot more famous. Proof is the existence of three badminton courts. It used to be four until Shuttlers closed and as I passed by it, the place is now converted as a depot. The three are Badminton east side, Arrows, and Pohang.

My first badminton game was played in Arrows thru a good friend. My succeeding games were already at East Side due to the proximity of my workplace and house during tuesdays and thursdays and even saturdays. I played for almost a year and made a lot of friends. Not to mention that many of my workmates play badminton very well.

At some point, I made a stop. Then play when invited by friends, most especially when friends are from faraway places like Jess who came all the way from Davao and when he visits Bacolod he never fails to bring his badminton gears and play. When not invited to play, I am somewhere else doing other things. So I really stopped being connected with the game.

Until today that I set foot again in this abandoned part of the city. I wore those sporty socks. I held my racket again, displayed footwork in the court, smashed, drove, dropped, cleared the shuttlecock once again. And finally I am reunited with badminton today!