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Eragon

i was already thinking of the title 2 hours ago... "great accomplishment", "8 KM!!", "so proud of myself..." and stuff along those lines but since i can't choose i shall just anyhow think out a name... incidentally eragon is the name of the hero in my super nice story book. everytime i read fantasy story books i'll imagine what it'd be like to live a life like that... to do magic!! ok nvm i'm getting off the point

anyway we were supposed to go mac ritchie to run... the usual cross country route? yea but i was quite apprehensive about it and so when it became quite late (arnd 6) and we still haven't left i was secretly happy cos that means dont' need to run!! so my bro came back and asked us to run around the estate only... that one not so bad cos we usually run the big round... which is around 3+ km. i dont' usually run it but well... lolz they do.

yup so my bro decided he'd do his EXTRA big round... which the 3 of us (me sis and bro) usually go on weekends... it takes around an hour to complete the round and we go super duper far... except that i'm on a bicycle :) the last time we went, my sis traded places with me near the last part of the run cos she was too tired and so i ran a tiny bit. this time, i decided to be extra gung-ho (more like decided not to embarrass myself by taking the bike while the rest of the family including my dad and mum were running) and ran with them instead.

for the 1st 15 min, i managed to keep up with my bro altho i bet he was just running a leisurely pace... 2 of us leading -.- i was actually deluded into thinking i was fit enough to keep pace with my bro. after that tho, i started to slow down (2.4 only takes 15 min max ok so its understandable that i slowed down!!) and mm everyone started to overtake me. by the 30+ min tho... i was being tortured (ok i'm always tortured when i'm running but this is really torture) and telling myself with each step that i will not give up and will not stop to walk (actually got stop lar traffic lights all that but thats different... and this is not a delusional belief ok!!) my legs were aching terribly during the run itself... ached for 30+ min but sobz i just kept telling myself not to give up and AHH i am stronger than this and will not walk. gosh the temptation... so many i nearly nearly nearly stopped to walk until i steeled myself and told myself wo bu ke yi zhe yang jiu fang qi... all the time i was thinking of how i was going to boast and feel so accomplished and how i was going to blog about it (that was when i was thinking of the title for this post)that i ran 8km+ (lolz must remember the + cos it very well might have been 10 km... according to my dad) and zz so focused on finishing the run without stopping at all. and i did it! and i'm super proud of myself... 8 km... my max is wad 5 km... for 16 years i've never run this kind of distance before...

shall outline the route. from home, we ran to braddell... than to bartley, then turned in to a road leading to hougang, past that and finally going back home. home sweet home... i gulped down 1 glass of orange juice, 1 quarter can of 100 plus, 1 yakult and 1 glass of water... all super cold with a lot of ice. lolz replenish everything i lost... my legs are aching already... think i'll just die tmr lie in bed and be served.

but cannot... tmr got to reach airport by 8.30... we're sending off our classmate... the one that we've organized our farewell party a few weeks ago for. jiu ming arh my legs hurt...

MeL stepped on your garbage at 10:17 PM