tired..im so tired.
ytd was a history. nv did i expect to go running after feeling aches on both of my ankles. my mom still thinks my stamina and running is that godly during my bukit view times, haha. i told her that i can't run anymore. then, she started suaning me for joining the dec standard chartered full marathon. in order to get back some 'face', i went down for a slow jog..
i wandered around the entire bukit batok neighbourhood instead of the usual bukit timah. as i was going to break down after my targeted 30 mins run, what i saw was that more and more people are picking up running as a sports. instead of stopping, i picked up more speed.
i wonder what supernatural power had taken over me.. i did not turn back to the direction of my home. my legs took me to gombak stadium. the crowd was even more enthusiastic in running. with my shackled body, i started to walk around the stadium. ahum.. maybe i should run a few laps and head back home, i said to myself..
started having some workout and a warm-up lap.. i ran for merely 3 rounds i started to feel cramps on my legs. i halted for a rest. i went to try for my sit-up, which had been giving me lots of problem for the recent months.. i only can to 25.. this time it is not really the back which is giving me difficulty. my abs got cramps.. freakly embarassing i should say.
needless to say, by now i should be turning my head to my home.. indeed i had the intention alr.. but at this moment i saw a familar face flashing pass me. i ran after the figure to follow up.. managed to catch up with him for the one and only time. juwahir, yes its him.. my bukit view trackmate. he had nv give up his passion unlike me. suddenly feeling so guilty and i realised that i am the one who is responsible for my lost of form.
i trained together with him for 4 sets of 1k run. well, i couldn't catch up with the pace as expected now. for once, i begin to feel even more determined to train double hard. well just hope it is not just on the spur of the moment that make me feeling that way.
well, its time for me to run again..
i wandered around the entire bukit batok neighbourhood instead of the usual bukit timah. as i was going to break down after my targeted 30 mins run, what i saw was that more and more people are picking up running as a sports. instead of stopping, i picked up more speed.
i wonder what supernatural power had taken over me.. i did not turn back to the direction of my home. my legs took me to gombak stadium. the crowd was even more enthusiastic in running. with my shackled body, i started to walk around the stadium. ahum.. maybe i should run a few laps and head back home, i said to myself..
started having some workout and a warm-up lap.. i ran for merely 3 rounds i started to feel cramps on my legs. i halted for a rest. i went to try for my sit-up, which had been giving me lots of problem for the recent months.. i only can to 25.. this time it is not really the back which is giving me difficulty. my abs got cramps.. freakly embarassing i should say.
needless to say, by now i should be turning my head to my home.. indeed i had the intention alr.. but at this moment i saw a familar face flashing pass me. i ran after the figure to follow up.. managed to catch up with him for the one and only time. juwahir, yes its him.. my bukit view trackmate. he had nv give up his passion unlike me. suddenly feeling so guilty and i realised that i am the one who is responsible for my lost of form.
i trained together with him for 4 sets of 1k run. well, i couldn't catch up with the pace as expected now. for once, i begin to feel even more determined to train double hard. well just hope it is not just on the spur of the moment that make me feeling that way.
well, its time for me to run again..
posted by ==[ x . Z ]== at 12:36 pm
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