Collectibles

Other than lifetime experience, I also like to collect key chains. Normally if I go to souvenir shops of places I visit, key chains will surely grab my attention first. Their low tag price doesn’t mean they don’t carry any sentimental value, which reflects to me as value for money. The varieties of shapes and colors, materials and styles they possess simply melt my heart down to them, easily. Plus, they remind me of places on earth I’ve been given the chance by God to go to.

I have a bowl full of key chains I collected since my study time which I keep somewhere safe at home. If I can vaguely recall, some of the odd ones has the shape of a baseball glove and one comes in a shape of Eiffel Tower. I cannot remember the others, but they surely are plenty.

I never really realized that I like to collect (and receive… *hint, hint*) key chains, until recently. So, just to share some of those that I have around me in the office, here are some quick snap shots.

Some of the key chains I get from colleagues at work.

Once upon a time, I spent 5 years studying abroad.
Opened since 1863, London Underground train system is among the most complex in the world. Also known as the "Tube".

And while working, I had the chance to travel to the States. I did not go to the Empire State Building, this is a gift from a fellow colleague.

On another business trip, I managed to go to the beautiful Scottish land.

I went to Langkawi recently for some secret training hahaha and got myself this little eagle.

My latest collection. Simply love this one.

And since majority of this slowly-getting-bored blog content is to log my journey in multisports adventure, here are some quick summary of what has been happening for the past few days.

Nothing much.

Yup, nothing much was going on really. From last week Friday until Tuesday, I spent the holiday, holidaying. I brought my running shoes and gears along for my balik kampung vacation, but decided to ditch all my running plans. So, it was a 5 days of non-training, which also means five full days of makan makan makan makan and makan. Who can resist mom’s cooking, right?

And as a revenge (yeah, sometimes I think I’m a revengeful person, in a good way lah), I spent an hour in the gym doing full body strength training after work yesterday (now I know 1 hour in the gym for full body workout is very short, and very tiring), then did a very slow 1 hour run at night, before torturing my butt on the saddle for another good 50 minutes.