Good enough for Napfa but not quite there yet for IPPT. Yeap that's right, that's the amount of time I took to complete 2.4km over at
Could have been better I guess. Afterall, my personal best was around 9 min 30 seconds. That was back in my heyday, 5 years back, when my fitness was at its prime. Funny how I'm talking like an old man when I'm just 20 years old. And I can't even enter Genting's casino without fooling the
Actually, if it weren't for the damn IPPT and to enjoy playing soccer better, I wouldn't give a hoot about running. It's one of those things that the "process" part sucks. For example, I may feel as tired after a round of tennis but at least it's fun. You know the joy it brings when you hit the ball with the sweet spot? It's orgasmic. Now you know why Roger Federer is always smiling.
Because he hit the sweet spot.
Whereas for running, on a track especially, it's too damn repetitive and boring. And it takes immense mental strength to keep going and keep running. Well, for people with not-so-strong mental strength, they'll simply go "Left right left right left right left.. fuck, I've got a stitch.. right.. left.. Nabei why dapai got stitch wan" and they'll stop and vent their frustration by kicking something in which they'll miss, fall and sprain their ankle.
But it isn't all doom and gloom, else the man from Kenya, Ethiopia, Congo whatever, who completed the 10000m race in world record time is a very very depressed man.
Hmm, doesn't really look too happy eh? Well, never mind.
Unlike other sports, the joy or whatever it is that makes you want to run, comes after the run. It is also after completing a run that you can tell yourself, "Yes! I'm now an freaking Iron Man!" and that all the struggling, swearing and cursing was all worth it.
It's like event management. There will be an immeasurable amount of sai gang to do but at the end of the day, if the event succeeds à la Wei Jie's birthday, it's all worth it.
Cheers.
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