10 November
Yesterday I didn't really have the time to reflect on all that had happened, because I wanted to go to bed on time. I had to wake up at 5 am this morning to be transferred to Phnom Penh by public bus. However, we're now on our way, and it will take at least 3 hours, so there's plenty of time to get back on track with my journal.
I didn't have to get on the bus that early, but I woke up at 5 am, because I wanted to do my morning workout and have the time in peace to work on my business for a full hour before I had to leave the hotel. I thought I would feel exhausted while sitting on the bus right now, but I feel pretty okay. Until now. I'm using the time I'm on the road for writing down my thoughts, creating content ideas for my social media page, reading, and learning a bit by listening to a podcast I downloaded beforehand.
What I do hope is that the Wifi at the resort in Phnom Penh is better, so I have a proper internet connection to work and watch the calls back, which I couldn't attend LIVE.
But, back to yesterday...
I wasn't really looking forward to spending the day alone in Battambang, and I blocked myself on a mental level. All the things I wanted to do or go to seemed so far away. Fortunately, my guide from the previous day had some tips for me, and he came up with the idea of renting a bicycle. That's something I definitely have to keep in mind, because I don't have a driver's license, which results in feeling lost sometimes. I can't really look further than the distance I'm able to walk, but nowadays, almost everywhere you can rent a bike, so I really have to make use of that.
Travelling and hopping around by public transport is also an option, but I don't really trust this because of pickpockets and the rumours all around me.
My day started with my morning routine: a workout, my full hour of business tasks and setting up the systems that will run while I'm exploring the environment. The night before, I already wrote down what I wanted to do and implement within the hour in the morning, and I do have to say that I felt pretty well after that time block I took to work on my own tasks. Afterwards, I had breakfast, posted my daily stories and started the day with a highly positive mood. I went to a bicycle rental station, got a mountainbike and wanted to leave... However, they asked for my passport as proof in exchange for the bike, so they got something from me to come back for. I was amazed and didn't allow them to take my passport. Imagine something happens to me while I'm exploring the countryside today, and I don't have my passport with me. Nobody knows who I am, who to connect with or what to do. First, the woman behind the desk didn't want to give me the mountainbike, but I got another card in my wallet that's not that important. So I gave her that one, which satisfied her, and I was ready to go.
The temperature rose, it was pretty warm outside, and the sweat drooped from my armpits on the ground. Especially when I stopped cycling. I rode all the way to Banan, in the beginning without music, but later on, when my mind was wandering too much, and I felt stuck, I took my headset and pulled it into my phone to turn on some good beats. On the way to Banan, I stopped to see the Swing Bridge, had a walk and looked around the temple complex that lay behind it, which lay in silence, deserted at this time of the day. I guess most Cambodians were taking a nap.
I had to be back at 4:30 pm to join a call with the team, so I got back on my mountainbike and only wanted to stop somewhere on my way back to have a drink. That's where I stumbled across a very cute garden café with a huge lawn behind it with different floral spots to sit, a couple of hanging tents above the water, pillows, chairs, tree stumps, and some hammocks. It was calm, settled 200 meters from the road, a little bit of wind came through the trees, and I felt at peace from the moment I stepped into the garden. I drank a Blue Butterfly Latte made from iced blueberry tea with vegan milk.
Honestly, this is the very first trip that I'm not fully scared to drink something with calories. I always chose coffee, tea, or water because I've been scared to drink my calories and, with that, not feel nourished in my body, which would cause a feeling of hunger and the fear of eating 'too much'. Of course, I know it's still something that stems from the eating disorder, but because I had that fear for 9 years while being ill, it drained me even after recovery. Now I felt the courage to break through it, and I intend to take something every day; a nice drink, a latte, something fluid with calories to smash that last part of the eating disorder out of my system.
I had to go back for the call with the team (I was literally just on time), went to the toilet, and hopped on the call via Zoom on my phone. We had a full hour of training and an honest conversation about the topic I'm struggling with at the moment:
positioning
The essence of positioning is sacrifice
You must be willing to give up something in order
To establish that unique position
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