My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won't let me.



Why, hello folks :) It's been awhile! I'm on leave again today because I was supposed to run a full marathon over the weekend and use today to fully recover before I go back to working like a cow. You see, that was the initial plan. What really happened over the weekend was totally different. Sighfly.



 



 



 



 

 

 

I had to wake up early on Saturday morning to be what else if not my parents' drebar. Managed to get some three hours of sleep after driving Ayah to his workplace and Ibu to the market before I finally woke up to accompany Ibu to a wedding where I bumped into ex schoolmates. It was only after driving a couple of aunts back to their respective houses that I finally got a bit more rest on the couch before I got my ass out to meet llss. And then it was time to meet Nabila and Zaihasrah for our first ever night full marathon.

I was praying, really hard, for the right knee and ankle to behave themselves throughout the night after they gave me a hard time on Wednesday evening when I met the girls for our final Sundown 2012 training. Zai and I were running at a pretty comfortable pace for the first 12KM, and I don't remember us stopping unnecessarily. It was going pretty well, I would say. Until the right ankle decided to be an asswipe. I had 30KM to go, and the right ankle was hurting like a bitch. Tak kelakar langsung. Biadap tahap maksima. At 13KM, I had to stop. And sit. And take my ankle brace off. Huge. Ass. Mistake. Pulled myself together and ran again for a few kilometres. Mind over matter, I kept telling myself. But the pain was unbearable and CAT 1 rain started pouring when we were in the middle of nowhere with no shelter. Awesome combination of a hurting ankle and extremely heavy rain with thunder and lightning, no? At 18KM, I knew I wasn't going to complete the race. I couldn't even walk without feeling the pain. And I was freezing. But with crazy amazing running buddies, I pressed on. Minutes later though, I was in an ambulance crying out loud when I saw how badly my right ankle was swelling when the medics took my right brace out. If there is one sport I would never let my daughter(s) play in future, it would be Netball.

Very disappointed in myself, definitely. I promise, I must and I will, to complete one full marathon by the end of this year. And I'll do it alone if I have to.



I could never have asked for better running buddies so thank you so much, Nabs and Zai! So darn proud of you girls ((: And Zai, thank you for getting the Finisher's Tee for me. HEHEHE <3 So anyway, here I am on a Monday morning, swallowing pills hoping to minimize the pain on my right ankle because I still want to go on a date with my tallie later. Have a great week ahead, folks!

DID I TELL MY PHONE IS SPOILT BECAUSE OF THE RAIN? :(