10km? check!

It was 0630hrs on a beautiful morning. I sat on my bed wondering if this was necessary. Do i really want to do this? Is this pain absolutely necessary? I mean the very most I have done is less than half of what I'm about to attend and , in addition, the glutton in me , not to mention the indian that i was, had a hearty meal of pepper steak, fries, teh 'o' limau , teh and water. I was beginning to think that I dream too much; that at the end of the day what would it matter? But then again, Whina's whining was reason enough to get ma heavy 'lil india' of an arse of ma comfy bed. So i left for the day. Am i goin to survive? I don't really know. All I know is, I need the toilet, like desperately and i DON'T like portable toilets! So obviosly it started as a relatively scary day!

I reached the padang and there was at least 3000people there!! okay.. so maybe I'm exaggerating but there were ALOT of people and again the thought ' what the F**k am i doing here?!?! It's a sunday. the only one that i'm not really working?!'. But i thought since I'm here just do what I can and get over it. ya know?! The feeling of 'WATEVA!' set in. I know i wasn't prepared mentally physically, emotionally and psychologically. Basically it felt like I was being suicidal and appropriately the ' Beautiful Girls' by Sean Kingston played when we were taking of for our Great Eastern Run at 0730hrs! It was like a sign. I should back out.. As I jogged ahead, i heard him call out 'Suicidal, suicidal'.....



First 3 km was hellish.. I was having a horrible shin pain, my knee bones was 'rikketing' away(if it's even possible!) and I started wheezing. All i could think of was 'don't stop, you can jsut complete the 5km-fun run and get over with it!'. And then. it happened!! The fall.. My leg got too heavy, my vision blurred and in 10seconds flat i fell and stood up back again.. besides the unbearbly irritating pain of multiple scratches and abrasions on the right limbs, my pride was damaged! I was like, this is pain and all is starting to irritate me.. It didn't help that I saw a old grandmother cross the opposite side at 6km when i was still at 3km mark! DAMN IT! And that was it.. i decided, if there's any way to redeem myself, it's to complete the 10km run without stopping even for a while. And i put my heart where my pride once stood and rammed forward. ( At this juncture, you might want to think bollyhood movies but i'd much rather you imagine me running to the tune of 'Eye of the Tiger'!).


But I did, I completed my first full 10km run in less than 3 days.. hehe.. so it was in about one and half hour but I have NEVER in my life ran a full 10km without stopping and even more so when I fell injuring my self, running with blood dripping from my elbow. I think I might have caused some people to faint, I truly apologise but I was trying to imagine myself as Rocky.. hehe..

And I was thinking of the funniest things. Like singing songs and then suddenly running on auto-pilot.. haha.. I even imagined myself flying..damn!

But it was amazing. The feeling was euphoric although I nearly died bathing cause the pain's unbearble! I screamed like a wuss but at padang itself, I remained calm and kept my glam side intact. hehe..

But never theless, It's completed. Aching legs aside,now I know i can do ANYTHING as long as I want it bad enough.

Thanks to both the Adelines cause in your own ways, you urged me to do this. What have i gained? A new sense of me, the value of pride, self esteem and a DAMN BIG BRUISE.

But hey, that's life eh.

Ju outs.