Rediscovered my limit to push

February was the most busiest month of all so far since. The smallest month of the year had many things lined up. Every weekend seemed like a huge truckload of to-dos list, and more like the never-ending kind. So my wish to write more, often kept pushing outside of my box because of the more important things that had to be taken care of.

Shopping for shoes in the first weekend, and the next weekend was the biggest loan closure followed by the celebrations of a great achievement with my schatzi alongside, and then shopping again to continue the celebrations. I'm not a shopoholic, but yeah the shopoholic I used to be, shows up once in a while, or rather rarely these days. The third weekend was Valentine's special with plans of Mainland China getting postponed weekend after weekend. But it was an all mushy and lovey-dovey month of all....no babies on the way yet ;) .The final weekend was the Pinkathon run. All excited, practiced, charged up and energised for a 3\5K run. It was extremely fun and rejuvenating, to end the whole busy little month with many more celebrations alongside family to close this month which comes with its own benefits. I love it!

I was lost in thoughts most of the days, and I was not sure what was it that I really wanted. I was all over the place like being possessed and making myself present....or may be omnipresent everywhere. But the one person whom I could always look for, was my push. At every step, he placed his palm for me to step up, never pulled me back. We sailed through the crests and troughs and emerged as the most beautiful columbine partners anyone could see. 

I pushed myself to the limits. Achieved not much, but never lost anything in the race, and that kept me going! And I'm determined to keep it going, till I want to say STOP. Happy Love month...soon to end than sooner did it began!

The best booster, is my best rooster!