Wednesday, December 14, 2005
was washing my track shoes the other day and realised it was dyed red from all the running on the track at the stadium. the sides were caked with mud too. as i was washing it, i remembered william telling me about how he was proud of his lao chao no. 4. how the sweat and tears accumulated to that symbolic run down no. 4. haha. now i understand how you feel. training's ok. it's gym in the morning, then a 5 k run, or swim 30 laps. till 10am. then it's own time own target till 430 in the afternoon. sometimes i just go to town kino bookstore or starbucks for a morning coffee. sometimes i meet a friend. then in the evening, it's macritchie farlek training or toapayoh stadium for speed training. day after day, like a professional athelete. somedays i can't walk home from the mrt cause my legs are too sore, like jelly. and then you have to go at it the next day. but i love it. its been 3 weeks now and i love the freedom. to have dinner at home with grandma cause everyone else's busy. to do what i like. to have lunch in town. hopefully, i'll be doing another competition in january. the coc. then i never have to go back to my parent unit and it just means more time for myself.
Posted by Dominic at 8:54 PM