when tight aint exactly good..

i had my first training session with the team yesterday, since about 3months ago before SCSM. to say it was an awful first training would be an understatement.

i was well and truly beaten within the 1st 45mins of training. i died at this drill called "crossing" (i cant really remember the term) where it was 100m striding followed by 100m jog and repeat continuously for 30mins. for an unfit runner like myself, it was no joke.

my left calf disagree with the intensity of my workout and went on strike by seizing and tightening itself. each step hurt more than the last. by the end of 40mins, i was pretty sure i have to stop to prevent possible injury. 

to me, it hurts more to give up.

dejected, i could only watch from the sidelines as the rest of the team went about suffering together for the rest of the training. coach told me that i wasn't ready for the Adidas Sundown Marathon. as much as i hate to agree, he's right. he's right, i'm not ready.

i think i'll have to give up sundown for 1 more year to focus on Army Half Marathon where i hope to produce a good result for the team.

with a heavy heart, i chose to take the longer route home rather than going back with vincent as i wanted some time alone to mull things over. my performance was expected and yet i can't help but feel bad.

there's always time to make it right. 

oh yes, weeling didnt have a good outing too so jiayou to her too!

on a lighter note, Coach/weeling/tricia are having a meeting later today to discuss about a possible sponsorship for our team. if we do get it, it'll be great news for us all! =) which also translate to a higher need to produce results to justify our sponsorship. Good luck to them and us!

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today is our 100th day together and by most standards, we're still pretty much at the infant stages of our relationship. however, in this short time frame of 100 days, it felt almost like we've been together since forever and i love the feeling when we're together. 

cos nothing else matters.

despite the future often being unpredictable and murky in most cases, i really hope yueshan will be the woman whose dentures i'll mistake for mine (due to my failing eye sight) and who have to endure with my lame jokes for decades (which will still be enough make her laugh her old old ass off). 

thank you for the wonderful 100days and counting.

you make my life now.

i know FYP and work is being a bitch to you now. feel free to stab me all you want. hang in there and all these will be over in a week (for FYP) and 1month 8days (for uni education)! =)

sidenote:

time to run hard.