The Safra Bay Run

I just don’t feel like going, the day before the actual event. Just feel lazy or tired from all these trainings perhaps. But I went ahead though, shouldn’t fly kite the very last minute.

It was a damn hectic run which I think is the worst one I ever encountered. Although there are only two long slopes (the Yellow Ribbon Run has more slopes), but the scorching hot weather and the stretch of the slopes almost killed me.

All I could think of is the runners in front of me. Looking at their shoes, tee shirts, seeing how they run. Only a moment of fear that I am the last one in the crowd that spurs me to run, else I rather walk, walk through the up slopes and run fast down the slope there after to save my energy.

Then I thought of why do I pay for such events to suffer?! But then continuing the journey by psychologically telling me to endure and bluff myself that the finishing point is approaching.

Drowning down sip by sip, the foc mineral water and 100 plus when I saw the water pit stop. Running with a half filled bladder, wondering when the next water pit stop will be. The smelly men are all around, making the whole running experience, a hot, stuff and SMELLY one.

Heavily panting for more air and hope my lungs could receive them instantly. It seems like a never ending run where I can’t see the finishing point at all even it has 200m away.

Finally seeing a digital sign hanging up there in the front, I come to understand that I am approaching the finishing and used up my last conserved energy to complete it reluctantly. This tough run sort of got me into a phobia stage and I feel like giving up running for the rest of the events.

After the scary run, I went back home and slept. I even dreamt of the helpers giving out ice creams at the water pit stop and I had three lime ice creams. Can you imagine how the hot weather has affected me?! Legs are sore now but they will get better! Hope to have a more relax run next time…..