the new balance duathlon

I found out something about myself today.

I don't like being a spectator.

The whole time today, I felt jealous everytime I saw someone run in and out of transition. I wanted to be out there pushing the limits. I wanted to be out there having some fun. I wanted to race a fellow competitor back to the finish line. I wanted to let out some aggresion on the pavement.

But that was not to be. Due to the duo factor of nursing my bad knee and promising not to race till after the wedding (the whole bad tanline affair), I sat on the sidelines watching the husband and some friends race. Randall, whom I hadn't seen in a long while, did some pretty strong running with his friend Nick, who incidentally also knew Hubba. Andrea and Hansel also formed a team and ran a good race. Fellow injured matey Ee-lyn turned up to spectate as well and we bemoaned our bad legs and our itchiness to race.

I guess the only good consolation of the day was that Rachel was there to keep me company - and good company it was too. So much so that we didn't move much from our grassy patch during the race. Also bumped into Liz with her baby girl Skyla and I couldn't help but melt inside. Her little one is so incredibly cute. She was also there spectating, so I felt a little better... 'cept she's an elite triathlete and she's allowed to be picky in races.. And I'm not. Boo.

Ok, I'm still tired. I've been falling asleep every chance I get this weekend and I'm still tired. Didn't even make it to Pling's birthday barbie on Saturday. Pants. Mummy and Daddy are back though, so at least I got to have a nice bak ku teh dinner with them before getting a good night's rest.

I must say I'm very inspired to kick start training proper though. Just got word I've been roped into another adventure race in April and my teammates are.... erm... hardcore (to say the least)!! Shudder.

Ok.. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...


with randall


with ee-lyn


hubba and mao


standin' on the sidelines with Rachel