Confessions of a Drama Mama

What la, all you tee ko peks out there. I`m talking about pushing your own limits la.

On Sunday Juliah and I went for the annual Shape Run. Organised by … guess who…. Shape mag. Actually we signed up months ago but hardly trained for it. I know I didn`t. Juliah at least jogged sometimes until her backache came back again. I went for alot of gym classes but those hardly contributed against building up my stamina.

The bloody thing started at 7 or something (yes, in the MORNING) and we had to be there at 6.45 to warm up. Juliah got up at 4am. Too excited. Plase. And when she came to pick me up, my contact lens got lost. Maybe in my eye, maybe not. I hate maybes. Life should just be about yes or not,  black or white, left or right. If its not in my eye, at least I know I can put on another one. If it`s in my eye then at least I know I have to be worried if it`s getting lost.

Anyway for those of you who`ve had this before, you`ll know that the lens will ultimately turn up right… So I winked my way all the way downstairs and to the Esplanade. Finally decided to pop another one in my eye when it didn`t show up before the race started. Winking all the way for 5km, I think I couldn`t have done it. Wait parallax error then I run senget into the longkang how

Speaking of which, 5km doesn`t sound like a lot. I know there are some of you out there who are saying Àiyah 5km only, talk so big, very short what the distance`. Sure, sure. You`re very great. You go and run it la. Not walk hor. As in legs must move fast fast kind ok. In the bloody morning, on the road. Without training much. If you are a regular jogger then dont say la.

Route:

Man, even before the 1km mark, I felt I was dying. Thoughts of `WHY THE BLOODY HELL DID I SIGN UP FOR THIS`were all around. Didnt I have anything else better to do on a Sunday morning. Like SLEEP maybe. My legs felt like iron (they should have given us Gatorate. You know the advertisement or not) and half my brain kept saying òk la, walk a bit la, take a rest la`, the other half kept saying `just a bit more, you can do it`.

Unfortunately the devil in me was stronger (surprise surprise) and I had many walk breaks. And I kept wondering how come everyone around me was jogging. But Juliah says she always saw me running also. Perception I guess.

I realised what I learnt in school for 2.4km runs still worked: Give yourself targets. When you want to take a walk break, tell yourself ÒK, after that tree`, and give yourself another goal like `start running again after that lamppost`. Try to start walking AFTER your intended target and start jogging again BEFORE your intended target.

When it`s just you and the road (and maybe your MP3), you gotta push yourself cos there wont be anyone else doing it for you. Sure there may be cheerleaders screaming `YOU CAN DO IT! ONLY 2KM left!!!, or fellow runners that touch your elbow and give you words of encouragement`, but ultimately it`s your brain telling your legs that they can go another step further. And another, and another until the finish line.

So for those of you who think you are in shape, I urge you to sign up for a run like this. It will truly be a humbling experience.

FINISH!!!

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