You know what got to me this week? That kinda struck a nerve?
The fact that I suddenly realize I have a terrible form while running.
I used to imagine myself running heroically, like those elite marathon runners you see on ESPN. Head upright, spine straight, arms moving swiftly from side to side, legs pumping steed like, ab muscles rippling to every sleek movement ( okay, maybe not that one).
When I saw 3 videos, one on Youtube and two from the marathon-photos website, I was mortified. I run like a duck. Yes, people. I waddle. With my arms swinging in a flap like motion. And my legs are humongous. And the grey pants are baggy sebijik cam MC Hammer.
And don't get me started on my finishing photos.
Here are some of my favourite finishing photos of the RBUs. They're all so heroic, stoic and stallionlike ( sorry aa you guys , I hope you don't mind)
I ciloked most from Ijam's blog since he's such a superb photographer-puji sket.
And the one that I like the most
okay, she's not an RBU but I like her pecs.
And here I am:
Pitiful.Just plain pitiful. Macam kanak-kanak Ribena pun ada.