Tonight's run: 21:01 mins

Long easy run.

Was trying to open my auxiliary wrist pouch to fit my mp3 player before the run, and it was stuck. After prying it open with my pocket knife I found... 2 dollars from the last run with a fat hamster to prata house.

It sucks going for long runs alone. Damn boring. But one partner has a volatile exploding eyeball, another isn't home yet, and the last... tore his stupid ligament.

Its not like canoeing long d when you are out there alone, right in the middle of the singapore river, the esplanade on one side with curious tourists pointing at you. Currents rushing at you every now and then, threatening to capsize you, in which case you're only hope would be that some police boat or river taxi chance by and help you out, or else its at least a 2 hour swim while tugging the boat back to kallang basin.

Your boat is rocking like hell, you feel your heart racing, but you know that you need to calm the hell down and relax or else you're chances of capsizing will be higher. Forcing yourself to calm down in the middle of that shit, takes time and practice. But when you can do it, you know that you can do it anytime.

In all that crazy danger, you can find peace. I think that's what makes it worthwhile. That untouched spot in the middle of a hurricane means so much more than a lazy day around the neighborhood.

I have a stack of scripts and notes to go through for work - almost the size of half a text book. All I can say is, I'm damn glad that I learned speed reading from Dr Shirani.