It's the Mizuno Wave Run today,and such an important run calls for the dawning of a beautiful blue sky decorously dotted with white clouds,with filters of the mellow,golden sunlight. Unfortunately,I was rather groggily awoken to the dampening patter of raindrops and wheezing of the sick wind...damn. How demoralising can that get? I just wanted to crawl back into the snug covers,put my head under them and sleep all the way till I start rotting on the bed,given the oh-so-comforting weather. But of course,discipline is discipline,and I have to do what I signed up for. Furthermore,it's a run,and not some academic exam!
It was still drizzling by the time I managed to drag my sleepy legs to the starting line-which is barely visible under the huge mass of human bodies congregating and jostling one another. A record 8000 plus people took part,despite the horrible weather,and that called for a hugely disorganised and messy run. 10mins after the starting signal went,I was still walking because of the immense number of people already in front of me,and the road was so narrow that overtaking was impossible unless we want to face the risk of falling into canals or getting ourselves sucked up in mudpools as deep and sludgy as quicksands. But there was still no escaping the dirt and grime-there are some really really nice people who simply love sharing the joy of mud and muck with everyone else by plonking their trunk-heavy legs into mud puddles and making sure that everyone within a 5-metre radius can receive the slimy brown gifts as well. Thanks alot man. And there are those who are either too inclined on being the top runners or simply too blind to sense other people around them,for they shove and bump and poke like there's no tomorrow,especially the kind idiot who chose to target his diamond-hard bony leg at my poor blood-and-pus-oozing knee just because I overtook him and he's kinda "buay song" that a girl has quashed his sky-high male ego. *rolls her eyes*
Yet I cannot complain too much,because by taking part in such runs,I have to expect things like that to happen...in other words,they are inevitable. So on account of the experience gained,I must say,there is not much regret anymore for not burying myself under the covers for a snuggy warm sleep.
Ps. poor Agnes...hope your knee and your bloody blisters(ewww :x) heal soon...
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