Not a movie title, like 48 hours. 1303 and 1408 arent related movie titles either.
So although my ego was bruised because some stranger told me not to run with injury when himself walked 5 min on the treadmil and showed no indication of participating in this weekend's run, I took a pinch of salt and rested since. Its just restorative yoga tonight.
Hopefully Joey's hands has relaxed my legs. I dont realised how tight they are until she did her thing.
This morning I went onto the website which animates the route of the half marathon. It made my stomache turn and I had to go straight to the toilet. Of course I also had a plate of nasi lemak. But the thought of running distances have that kind of effect. You just want to pee and take a dump and you wonder where that all came from. Maybe the body is just anxious to "travel light". Just writing about this have the effect.
brb.
The good thing, if at all it helps, is that I am familiar with the entire route. I have run sections of it at some point when I jog to marina south or east coast. (The advantage of city living ... your jogging start point is never far from where major races do.) There was one section that my running buddy and I always conveniently skip however (because I think he says its too dark ... :p) But voila, today, to view the boat we will have our Chrismas Party on, we drove to Marina Pier and now I know now where that missing section is.
not that it matters much.
I'm looking forward to taking a break from counting calories for a while.
