woke earli in the morning
and I oso dunnoe for wat
I was oso so tired........
soon very fast after noon alreadi maa...
then U gt race today @ bedok reservior.......
I had lunch at 12 o clock... and then browse internet for a while... then started packing things ....
Soon I am in the MRT ..... cnt find seat....OMG nid to stand till tampines from jurong.... fortunately GOD heard my prayers ... the train was empty soon after city hall.... I felt so hungry ....chewed sweet for a while ... still hungry ... soon after I gt down at tampines.. on my way to interchange saw MAC D.... I dunnoe i wanted to buy or not then it was 3 o clock... aiya never mind laa .... eat first laa..... then eate there.... that was the stupdiest thing to do cuz the race was 4 ... although I hvnt had much : a coke and fries onli maa.....
I started my warm at 3:30 and I felt something at my stomach then i noe wat is that alreadi... the impact of the MAC D... OMG.. race going to start in 30 mins.. done some vigorous excercises... to digest the food...
then I was joggin to the start point which one 700 metres away from the finishing point.... As I was striding towards.. I saw a boy suddenly stopping and started vomitting on the left side of the path.... OMG i wishpered myself... my friend asked me to go the otherside of the path... we turned to the right side of the path... another boy infront of me stopped abruptly again... and he started vomiting...... OMG,OMG... I whispered twice in myself again.. Could this happen... I could alreadi feel the temperature .. it so hot out there.... surely the tongue is going to be super dry at the end of the race......
getting ready at the starting line... everybody is cramped in the path.. I cleverly stood by the side of the path so that I would not face cramping...
The whistle blew and Race started, soon I heard people cheering and I realised it was 700m ...4.3km to go... I also realised something else.. I saw very few people infront of me... It is a good start but I never liked good starts... read on to know why> hehe ...
1km mark, I am alreading being affected my temperature.... I felt my tongue is drying.. there is no saliva..... I could barely think of my pacing now....
soon 1.5 km mark.. I realised that my stomach is aching...I felt like someone is cutting my stomach into pieces like the chicken cut into pieces by the person in the chicken rice stalls.... the pain is getting incredible..... it is getting worse...
2.0 km mark.. I am starting to get slower then other participants.... they are surging by me..
The pain is excruciating at this point. I stopped abruptly and opened the mouth widely as I felt like vomiting ( as I tot my turn has come now ) ..I only spit saliva... dunnoe where did it come from..... I decided i had to stop...
My heads on my knees and my head and back slanting forward... I whisphered " I cant run ani more "
Then I heard the inspirational words from someone in the race may be at the right time... as he passed by me ... shouted "dun give up,dun give up"
Now I told myself " I not going to give up " .... and I started atleast to finish up the race in not a bad timing.... I followed the persons pace, the person who inspired....
Soon I was 4.0km mark .. now I am beside him.. we exchanged smiles and I shaked my head towards him and he replied me with the same motion......
3oo meters to go... I increased my speed (as I always do at the last 400 meters) and surged past him..
WOOOOO..... I finished the race.... at 2.0km I even tot that I could not continue animore.... I am so happy.....
I waited at the start line... and I am sad again... I could not see him... I tot of thanking him for wat he did to me.....
Hey the person who inspired me ... Thank you so much.....
