Jan 25 2006
Fools Rush in Where Angels Fear to Thread
After the Great Eastern Pacesetter’s 30km run, I recall mentioning that I would never again try anything more than a half marathon. Sitting by the cendol stand where I had collapse as soon as I managed to crawl for my food, GB who overhead my solemn vow shook his head and disagreed, “That’s what I said, but then I go back and I’m running again. After each race I say it’s enough, but I keep coming back for more.”
Too tired to argue, I just thought to myself, that’s you, but I’m me.
Expecting to have to get the bulldozers to get me out of bed the next day, I woke up feeling relatively pain-free. The following day after that felt just as good. Surprisingly, I was making a remarkable recovery.
A few email communiqués transmitting between D and myself and my ego had swelled larger than the size of Ben Hur. Intelligence went out the door and I found myself signing up for the KL Marathon – the full forty-two kilometers.
I ought to hand D a medal for she has a way with words that can stop the rain from falling and make the sun shine.
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