I haven’t been to the track for the past two days. I feel tired and my leg is still bothering me. Another race is coming up this Sunday and we’re kind of planning to join again so I will myself to get up this morning. As usual, I went to bed early. I had to forgo watching Air Crash Investigation. My eyes were still heavy with sleep when I groped for my phone in the dark to stop its noise from disturbing the “neighbors”. I looked myself in the mirror and Panda stared back at me (okay, I’m just kidding). Anyway, I hurried to the shower before I give in to my bed’s tempting invitation to go back to sleep. Afterward, I dressed then had my usual drink and watched MTV for awhile before heading downstairs. As I went down the stairs, my legs felt like they were glued in place. Slowly, I made my way.
I tried not to limp while we walked towards Abellana. Joy suspected that I took another painkiller, I assured her that I did not. We did our routine one lap warm-up then started running. I think it’s appropriate for me to say that we don’t run together or side by side anymore. She’s way too fast for me now and I can’t catch up with her no matter how much I want to. So I run “alone”. I planned to run an entire 5K course on the track–that is, roughly more than 12 laps. I only managed 8 laps before I had to stop. I ran very slow that it felt to me that I was not moving at all. I know my run is only a warm-up compared to those of the more experienced runners. Still, I’m glad I went out this morning. Sooner or later, I will get there…..
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