redfox and drunkard.

20071204
01:45

scsm 07... the same 42.195km as 06... but more shagness...

this yr i didn't train much... so it naturally leads to disapointment... the journey was in phases:

phase 1:
flag off! so excited, wanna pee... peed by the bushes wif the peh. btw everyone peed army style lah. after the pee i can still haf peh peh running alongside. he was running everywhere to peep at other pple's reason to run. the 2 of us were so ill prepared t we oso nv wrote our reasons. i had hm wif me until duno where... i abandoned him again!!! but this time at least got 10km ba... lol!!!

phase 2:
here begins the lone battle. my ego was building, but my muscles were tearing. it's being a long time since i feel the meaning of 'gruelsome'. i started to haf the idea to walk... so i stopped to stroll for a short distance along ecp before jogging again. little did i noe my muscles disobeyed me after tt little rest. after 21km i started to haf cramps. my quads were rock solid... every step was pain. it was after the u-turn point at ecp tt i pulled over by the grass patch to stretch. i'm not the onli one experiencing the tightness in the thighs. many others were stretching n stopping to walk. after my stretch, i wanna start jogging, but i realized my muscle gave way. they gave up on me... the first time i feel my physical limits. i was quite... ... sad... disappointed... tt i can make it in 4.30. walked, jogged, cramped, stretched... the cycle continues for about 4 to 5 times... and i gave up.

phase 3:
as i gave up, i met han wei. my primary sch buddy. long time nv see him. he oso shag. we walked. we talked. then we wanna start jogging, but i knew i cant. the quads were still concussed. i asked him to move on without me, he did, i'm ok... carried on walking, low morale. i walked out of ecp... onto the tar roads. i walk n walk n walk n walk... then i think this cant go on till the finish line. so i started my engines again, ignoring my quads' complains, i puched on. i noe i was torturing my dear quads, for a moment i'm like a tyrant over them. every step i took was real pain in the thighs. i juz ignored. and then... miracle happened! my quads woke up! and they brought me forward. but still i was already shag out... fucking shag. i was at kallang baisin area.

phase 4:
the painful run begins. everyone was walking... i was panting. i noe my heart could take it, but not my legs. but again... my mind could. it's a real mind game. psychoing my feet, my ankle, my calf, my knees, my thighs, my hamstring, my hips and my butt to endure the pain till i cross the finishing line. i saw 39km... 3km to go! it's juz a bit more than a 2.4km run i told myself. it's the distance of a normal run i do! so i shud do it! i ran n ran n ran n ran... i caught up wif han wei... but i didn't stop. not coz he didnt't waited for me, it's coz if i stopped, my quads might sleep again. i managed to keep my lower limbs in sync.

phase 5:
i was at the esplanade... 2km to finish line... walking is not an option. it'll b a shame to walk when i've struggled for the past 40km n now i'm so near to the finishing line. i feel the runner's high. the state of mind tt martell and viceroy cant gif. only by running. i picked up my speed. i was entering the stretch in front of the good old supreme court, i was ecstatic... fucking high. all i wanna do is drained out all my body's potential energy and get them converted into kinetic energy. wat's better? a finisher-to-be from the wheelchair category entered the stretch wif me... i was juz fucking high... i raced with him! he was fast on wheels... but i made him my pacer. he pushed his wheels while i took my strides. he rolled forward while i strided forward. he strained his arms while i did the same thing to my legs. and then we passed the finishing line... almost together. i saw 5:21 on the official timer. my latisimus dorsi cramped big time.

42.195km... i did it again.

i was sad tt i did not hit 4:30. i knew my lungs were stronger than my legs. i cant take the fact that ladies can run faster than guys! i cant swallow it when a fat uncle can overtake me!!! i'm shagged to the extent of mistaking 100 plus as water n poured them happily over my head... (muz haf amused the runners beside me) but i'm happy that i met my limits, and tried going beyond it. i deserved the 5:21 for not trianing hard enuff.

scsm 2008... here i come.

Labels: marathon, running, scsm 2007, standard chartered singapore marathon

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