But then, it was definitely an experience worth remembering. For a first-timer, there is no so-called best time, or record to overcome. So I went there, quite confident of finishing it, and just wondering how will I fare.
We reached around 730 am, just in time to witness the champion of full-marathon running his last distance to the finishing line, and gasped in awe at how fast is his record! I had not even started mine, and he was back! The crowd cheered and shouted for him!
All ready to run after I emptied my bladder, warmed up, stretched and prepared my MP3. You can see my pink Kuma-kuma hanging there. She accompanied me throughout the whole race. Now, who says tortoises can't run? Hehe..
And off I went to the starting line! There was already almost 100 metres of human sea in front of me! I heard the gunshot, and started a slow jog amongst the many beautiful shoulders and slender legs... The crowd was scary, I could hardly find space in front..
It was almost 1km when the crowd dispersed. I ran constantly for the first 8 km, stopping only for 100 plus, and slowed down a bit up till 9 km (kept telling myself I can slow down, but not stop). Then I gave my 100% for the last km!
A photo with my running mates, Ke Chang, and Chiew Keat. Met a junior, Choy Kien who happened to be in same category as Chiew Keat. The Padang was filled with sweaty blue genies.
Medal + T-Shirt + Bib = $45. Satisfaction = Priceless :)
I like how the slogan goes, "Run Your Own Race". It applies to many aspects of life. The race may be just 1 hour ++, but you gotta put in countless hours of training before that. When you are on the road, you run your own pace and finish your own race.
So there, another life experience. Sweet :)






My current read. I'm full of anticipation. Picoult's books are hard to put down! (which partly explains why I hardly updated my blog last month.