阿Ger's Bigfish Life

if my life was a movie, it would be a dramatic comedy. sometimes i find myself in situations where i simply have no idea why the hell it happened.

i remembered i decided to join this standard chartered singapore marathon run was due to myself being disillusional over what i am achieving so far in life. i tried to be as committed in my training as possible, although towards the end i kept skipping my training sessions. i surfed for information on how to run a good marathon, even though i'm just running 10km.

you can say i have pretty high expectations over how the marathon day should have turned out.

i will sleep early; then i wake up early; i eat a banana and drink some water; i am to reach at 6am to support the start of xianru's half marathon; then i mingle with other fellow 10km runners; we take pre-marathon pictures; while waiting i study the route map; i warm up and prepare myself for a 10km long run; i squeeze together with the crowd while feeling pretty excited; i start to run; by the time i reach 5km i expect myself to weaken and struggle but i shall persevere on; i make a dash for the finishing line; and smile!! while the camera man takes my beautiful picture; i collect my medal as i return the chip; i walk with fellow runners feeling extremely proud of myself; we take some more pictures and have breakfast provided by scs.

yes, this was what i have planned or expected in my head. BUT in reality...

i woke up and the time was 7:34am!!!; i panicked as i remembered i cancelled my alarm at 6am; brush teeth wash face dump stuff into gym bag; i changed into run wear in the speed of lightening; scream yell frustrated pissed and stress all at the same time; i yank off a banana and took a small bottle of water; the time was 8am when i got into a taxi; thank god no jam; pinned my bib, ate half of a banana and tied my chip to my shoelace in the taxi; i jumped off the taxi after paying; made quick steps to the deposit counter; panicked on the way to the starting line; begged the person to let me run; ran; feeling embarrassed when a whole lot of people running back stares at me; struggle; finished running; saw xianru and sim hui!!; got my medal and never saw another familiar soul since then...

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and the part where i was suppose to smile!!! at the camera to take a great picture turns out to be this...

uh... what an ugly running look! and look at my slanted bib!!! *cries*

and so...

lessons learnt.
(1) thou shall never watch drama shows till 12am the night before the run.
(2) thou shall set more alarms knowing that i snooze a lot.
(3) thou shall not visualise situations and have high expectations about it.

*sigh*

anyway... even though my gun time was screwed up, i'm quite pleased with my net time.

hopefully i can keep up with this exercising lifestyle, and score a better timing next year. i am still angry with myself over this... its gonna take me sometime to 想通 and 看开...