Blargh.

Doing statics now.

Just now's run was... quite siong haha.

Start of run, knees started hurting... think I could have ran too much this week.

Then, felt like pushing further today, so upped the pace.

Stomach felt funny... then legs felt fuzzy, then went abit numb during the last 1km. Felt like I was gonna die... but I could imagine him right beside me... had to beat him. The one who dares to feel more pain wins. So I kept chionging. Then finish.

11:46 minutes, personal best timing for that route. Almost 30 seconds faster than my usual pace.

It was then when I discovered that something was wrong. Maybe it was the water I gulped down before the run, but it felt like I had the stitches, but not just at my side, it was everywhere in my damned abdomen.


Somehow managed to get back home... then lay down on my room floor. I wondered if I was going to die.

Wanted to give myself a deep heat... but whole body was wet, including hands... and wet hands = not enough charge and friction.

I wondered how stupid it was to die because of a run, yet garang in a way.

Then the pain subsided.

And I proceeded to do crunches.



Went climbing for 2 hours today. Can almost complete the yellow route... just 5 steps away argh...





Tomorrow's D-day.

Will be racing coach in the k1 before saf sa training. If I can't beat him, I'll forget about national champs. If I can completely blow him away, then I'll go for the race.

Ganbate Reu.