Idle Minds...

Mood

Wish I can foul some fella who shall be unnamed here out of my projects..

At last, I am got all the pictures ready to blog my Sundown Experience. My first ever Marathon run. Moo said cannot be called Marathon. Marathon are those who ran 40km and above. I only joined the 10km one, so it's a run. The run was in Changi Village and it was soooooooo far away from the MRT. Even the shuttle bus took forever to reach there. But we did reach there in good time and managed to do some stretches and warm up. Then the race is on.

Look at how the bib stretch over the expanse of my tummy....so fat

At first got a few mis-givings on the race cause:-
a. Didn't train as hard as I should due to health and mental reasons.
b. The bib number a bit not 'ong'. It's like asking me to die later.

Anyway still follow Moo and her gym-a-holic friends. Got one even had fever and still ran! Gotta salute her for sheer mental power! We started off on time and as expected the whole world speed past me while I slowly pound my 70kg body down the street. And I learn one thing about myself. I have quite a competitive nature. Every time I bring my head up and saw those people in front of me, I felt like I have to chase and cut them. If I gave chase, I would likely cut em and then ran out of gas and have to walk to rest of way which is not what I want. So I had this alternate me in my brain chanting " Who are you competing with?" and I will answer "Me!!!" and so I kept pace, breathing evenly in and out.

As much as I would like to run the entire 10km, the legs start to tire after the 8th km. When I passed the 9 km sign board, flat already, stopped and start walking. There is where I start thinking, where is the bloody finishing line. Tried a couple of times to start running but flat very fast. Nevertheless, I tell myself last 100m must run no matter what. To give myself the extra boost, the alternate me in my brain add a warning, " You don't run the last 100m, you will never be able to play good violin." Yeah it doesn't quite make sense now but it made perfect sense that time. Brain must have been wired and oxygen deprived at that time.

Anyway, the last 100m, I really ran, must be scared of the alternate me in my brain. However, the left calf started to cramp. OH NO~.. .must be because started to cool down while walking, but I persisted and kept running all the while hoping the left calf don't go into full blown cramp. Luck and blind faith kept me going until I crossed over the ramp and thus finish the seemingly 100km race at the time. After that just stood still and calf worked out ok. No cramp, walked over to the Finishing Booth, got my medal (which is cool by the way) and a ADIDAS visor. I am the last in my gang to finish.

Time clocked: 1 hour 40 mins.