Running for my life

As recently as last night, I was ready to bail. I figured the RM50 registration fee really wasn’t that big a deal, and I was terrified of making a complete fool of myself, not having done something like this in quite a while. But in the end I did it anyway, clocking in an estimated 1 hour and 20 minutes, which was 10 minutes longer than I would have liked, but I suppose I couldn’t expect much more from my first long-distance run back in this country

Yes, I ran the Standard Chartered KL Marathon — all 10KM of it — and emerged in one piece (although my knees and ankles feel a bit shattered).

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Fortunately the weather was really very decent — cloudy and quite cool — and despite the masses I was running amidst, I was able to spot Sophia with her pink iPod, running at a steady pace for all she was worth. I managed to meet up with Chad, Jon and Yuchun after too, as well as one of Sophia’s colleagues, whom I went to high school with and knew as Wei Yi, although she now goes by the name Sherelyn (Chinese people and their affinity for self-bestowed Western names will always be a source of amusement for me).

All in all, not a bad run, considering I was running up hill and down dale, praying my ankles wouldn’t give out and I wouldn’t expire in a heap — or worse, collapse into someone — at the finish line. Running this race reminded me of why I used to do it twice a year: the energy, the motivation airborne amongst the runners, the feel of accomplishing something, and the knowledge that however insignificant, everyone there was running for a cause.

So today, I ran for Michael Jackson, God rest his soul, and all the misunderstood people who were shunned by an individuallistically-challenged society for being what they were: different.

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Of course, this also means I will be semi-paralyzed from the waist down and will therefore not be going to the gym for the next week.

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