Today was a really long day and as usual, I couldn't wait to leave work to go home to my bed. Excited that it was just a couple of minutes to 5 which is supposed to be my closing time, I started getting ready to leave. Just before I shut down my computer, my boss comes in and says "it would soon rain. You can't leave now". For those of you that know me personally, you know that I can be quite stubborn so I reply him "Sir, I'll leave before it begins to rain. I'm going home by 5. Come rain, come rain. I say that part in my head.
Gbugburugburu Gbugburugburu. Ehn? Thunder? Next thing, it begins to pour heavily. I hear the security door open and as turn to see who it is, it's my boss. He's laughing at me and has his tongue sticking out like "I told you"!
Ugh.
I just want to go home.
I pray silently that God should send me a helper. Luckily, the visitor in the office at this point is heading my way and you can tell I got really excited when I learnt about this.
Fast forward to when I got to where I'm supposed to board a cab. That's how these great people of God call the price at "#400". Ehn for what? Something that is normally #50. You guys are a joke! 😑😒
I bring out my phone to do what I dunno. I think I thought of calling Uber then I remembered I'm broke.
Suddenly I feel someone touch my arm "Papa's sister". Okay..who are you? I'm Clef. Don't you remember me. I'm Papa's friend. Fake smile. Oh Hi. Shivers. Lord send me my helper unless I'll die under this rain.
Are you going to Ogudu? Thank you Jesus. Yes I am. Okay let's go.
Fast forward to getting to my bus stop (I'm sure your head is spinning from all this fast forward I've been saying) 😂
No bike? What is all this now? Next thing, I sight one guy that was on my matter years back. Eye contact. Uh hello.
I'm still stuck in the rain. Lord send another helper please. I begin to walk down the road, maybe I'll see a bike man. I see my ex crushee on a bike rushing somewhere then he sees me and tells the bike guy to turn back. Oh Lord. Is that you? Where are you going? I tell him. Oya climb let's go. Ehn? In this Lagos? In this Nigeria? Someone that liked me and I didn't send? He actually came back to pick me up. God, you work in marvelous ways. I couldn't stop saying thank you. To crown all this goodness and love I was experiencing, Snow (my amazing dog) came under the rain to greet me at the gate. He's never done that before because he doesn't like water at all! It made me feel extra loved.

On the eve of my 21st birthday which was Thursday night, I tried so hard not to bring out the melancholic side of me. You must be like "it's the big 21, why would you be melancholic? You should be excited". Let's just say the reality of becoming a legit adult was hitting me hard in the face and it was a painful blow.

It's not as if I wasn't ready to grow up. Well, let's just say it was because this new age was a soft reminder that a whole lot of responsibilities & demands were going to come my way and it all seemed too overwhelming. Therefore, I wasn't gingered enough for my birthday. The inner part of me which can sometimes be a savage said "better snap out of it; you're old" 😕

Let's just say at this point I've gathered all the zest I can to survive this. I actually have no option than to survive this. Abi?

Cheers to a new age and adulthood. Wish me luck. 😩😌

PS: If you're reading this and you wished me a happy birthday, thank you again. 😘

In the quest to have a flatter tummy with beautiful abs, I started doing sit-ups. Today will make it three days since I began, and I’m in serious pain 😣. To my amazing friends that always want to slap me when I say my tummy is big, cos’ you think it's flat enough and I’m proud, I know your hands are twitching but chill jor 😂. For those of you that have tried to do sit-ups at one point or the other in your life, I’m sure you know it’s not easy. Unless you’ve been doing it for a long time and your stomach muscles are really familiar friends with this exercise. You’re lucky. I know it took time to get to that point but it seems like a whole damn lot of time. After each session, I stand by the mirror in my room, expecting to see some form of muscle tightening somewhere, but nothing. All I see is my "supposed" big tummy.

Most times we want to achieve something important to us but we’re not ready to pay the price. It’s not as if we don’t know that there is a price to pay, it’s just that the path to paying that price is not so rosy and we readily give up. Last night, when I was doing sit-ups, I kept chanting “pain is temporary, result is final”. You can imagine how much that worked to keep me going. It's one thing to chant mantras, it's a whole different ball game to actually do it. I only did like 5 more after I started the chant, and then I gave up. I was just laughing at myself because I was like “abegi, my tummy isn’t even big. Why am I killing myself? But na me talk say I want abs”. It’s very funny and sad at the same time that we’re conscious of what we want and what to do to get there, and still, nothing.

 

How do we get past our commitment issues and actually commit? It’s important in our daily lives; work, relationship, health etc. Only through commitment do we get to achieve the desires we want, I keep repeating this mantra. So, I’m going to continue with the workout to get those defined abs that I want and I hope you continue with what you have to be committed to doing too. Take up the challenge!