I am lying here quietly waiting for sleep to come in my so called dorm room in a hospital in Ulu Kinta.
No, I'm not admitted or anything, I'm just here for my training for the Sukan KKM thingy that I mentioned before.
I'm in day 2 of training and I'm loving the idea of myself being called an athlete (konon) day by day.
I love it that right now I'm being paid to run. Even though, let's face it, I'm not that good compared to the others.
My teammate to me is superfast. She can do a 40 minute-ish 10K. Her easy run is my moderate pace. But somehow she still believes in me. All the while I'm making fun of myself, she tells me I have a chance. You can't get a better teammate.
Despite my doubts, I still train dilligently. what - lack in the speed dept. I make up with my fierceness to train. Train je, tak rugi pon.
I love it when we train at Stadium Perak. We're in the same field with Sukma runners. I warmed up today doing laps while a bunch of football players cheered me on. Found out later, they were the state team.
I remember myself 20 years ago sitting at the sidelines wondering when my turn will come.
I am grateful just to be given this opportunity.
That's the word. Grateful.
Whether I win or not, whether I PBed or not, I will still be forever grateful.
I am sleepy. My fingers are tired typing this with my phone.I will rest now.
Hope you guys had a great day too.
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