ain't no tower high enough?

damn right there is!

needless to say, i had a lousy race. insufficient training, consecutive days of work, bad race organization, pride and ego all comes up to a horrible horrible first race of the year. I almost puked midway, at one of the water stations. The official wanted to give me a box to carry up. I stopped almost 5 times, doubled over, and gasped for breath. and i did a disappointing 36 minutes.

Sam of Camp 5 took part. he did very well, if i should say so myself. Under 23 minutes!

Kevin of Camp 5 took part. that kiwi did 17 minutes!! he deserved it. he trained like hell!

Yuan Yufang took part. needless to say she did great!

Ashley Lim took part. t-w-e-n-t-y minutes mind you!

lots and lots of Uncle-peter's-runners/triathletes/duathletes were there.

So i guess i shamed myself pretty darn good this morning. what with all the expectation from myself and from others. It took all the strength i had left in me not to break down in tears after the race. It's a good thing i didn't bawl because someone from Pacesetters asked for a photo of me. haha...one good thign came out of it. I finally get acknowledged as a Pacesetters member. Should be up at the site soon. =) I know, I know, what can i expect from almost zero training right? Hard to just be okay with it when i've realised how much i have deteriorated.

Power Run is coming up. 10 km. can i do it under 55?

*edit* Just realised that the Power Run clashes with KLIM. Since ive already signed up for the latter, 21 km it is. can i do it under 2 hrs 17 minutes?

weakenned

working an everyday 9-5 job is no joke. i've always thought it was alright. my dad does it...why can't i? what more i work in a climbing gym. where active, energetic, sportsmen come with so much zest and spirit every day. i should be livenned up too shouldn't i? but i become dead tired when work's over. my legs feel sore, my heels numb from all the standing and my back aches. i usually come home and plomp onto the sofa and sleep till dinner. so tireddddd....

ok...maybe i exaggerated a little about the active, energetic yadda yadda people. not all of them are like that. and it does get pretty boring during mornings when NO ONE comes.

anyway, i feel like i'm on a decline. my running form is out. my stamina's gone down. and i'm tired most of the time when i'm not working. i feel like i've been drained of energy. with all this, i really fear i might faint tomorrow. i don't do too well in stuffy enclosed areas. i've got low haemoglobine and i don't get enough oxygen usually.

another thing creases my forehead. i got a job as a Fitness Instructor at Celebrity Fitness. I start training 1st of March under FISAF at the 1 utama branch. Then when the one in Subang Parade opens i'll be transfered there. The pay's good. the environment's cool. And it's basically what i've dreamed of doing ever since Fitness First came to town.

But...i don't feel so good about it. Firstly it's the whole idea of studying and working. I usually debate with my mum about how I can cope with it and she just doesnt have faith in me. I usually tell her that i need to be more independent and earn my own money. Now she's allowing me to, i fear i may not be able to cope. It's like all her lectures and nags have been bolted right into my brains. gah!!!

Next, i don't wanna leave Camp 5. i'm just starting to get in their good books. and i'm getting to know my colleagues better. Just doesn't seem right to leave right now.


owell, i haven't exactly resigned from Camp 5 yet. wait till my timetable's settled on the 23rd. Then i'll see how i can organize myself. maybe i might not take the celebrity fitness job after all.

i.never.learn

• Towerthon's this sunday. what have i been doing? nothing. i'm so going to suffer this sunday, and embarrass myself in front of Kevin. seriously, how many times have i told myself that i would train up good? hmmm....i fear i may faint this sunday. no kidding.

• I once again find that the object of my interest is taken. i think i need to start looking nearer. at people who are less likely to be taken.

• its almost 12. im still awake. and in about 7 hours i have to be up again, on my feet for 8-10 hours straight. yet i did not make any effort to sleep earlier.

i.never.learn.

Val-day-Schmal-day

if you've been a reader here for a couple of years or more you should know i'm not exactly an avid fan of Valentine's Day. I have not been seeing anyone for a good long while and for that my February 14ths of the past years have been nothing but utter loneliness and distraught.

and to add to the heartache, i was working on V-day 2006. not that i mind actually, since i had nothing better to do. but the thought of working-on-valentine's just seemed S.A.D. don't you think? because as much as i appear to be one of those i-can-live-by-myself-who-needs-guys-kinda-girl, i actually would very much love to celebrate V-day with a loved one. I know people think it's silly to have a day for one to express all forms of love and romance to another. But it's like why have Mother's Day or Father's Day, right? it's symbolic!

anyway, the last straw was when i found out that someone had a girlfriend. Not that i was really into him, but it was possible. He was one of those really nice and sweet guys with polite and kind mannerism. Softspoken, yet had a good sense of humour. Somewhat active and physically good looking. At least, this was what i gathered after knowing him for less than a month. So, you see the odds were that I might fall for this guy come one day.

Sadly, a hickey on his neck was all i needed to tell me to back off. This one's taken. bummer.

Asked a girlfriend out but she refused. Her reason? Ain't no way was she going to sit amidst the sea of lovers, watching them profess their love for each other. Can't blame her. Was eating lunch during my break in 1u and the amount of clingy, touchy, forlornly-in-love couples that were out there made me want to hurl. seriously.

Call me conservative but I'm not an avid fan of PDA either. Get a room!

ah....val-day-schmal-day!

dong dong chiang!!!

i finally saw my first dong-dong-chiang for this chinese new year...on the 14th day!! and of all places...at camp 5...haha...but unfortunately i was inchrage of rental and since gym operations were as usual, i was stuck behind the counter. so i wasnt able to see the lion do some super stunt over the bouldering rock. sighhhhh...



this is pactrick. he's, i think, the Manager of camp 5. or the director. or something...=)



up the stairs to the 2nd floor!! :)



mandarin orange cum pomelo art.



and guess who was in town? Raymond!!! came to watch some hip hop & rap challenge in 1 u....came all the way from Penang and he couldnt find the darn thing. hahaha.....



my friendly colleague/duty marshall - Shennee!!



Kim came to meet Raymond i think...



and this is Jasmine. my boss's daughter. get this...she's eleven! she looks 15!



pretty cool eh? thus ends CNY 2006.

Happy Chap Goh Mei!

girl next door

check it out...i've got a theme song...=)

Girl Next Door

Small town homecoming queen
Shes the star in this scene
Theres no way to deny shes lovley
Perfect skin perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside shes ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleepin on the floor
Shes Miss America and I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutaunt
Everything that you want
Never to harsh or too demanding

Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her

She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleepin on the floor
Shes Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
Oh an I'm just the girl next door

I don't know why I'm feelin sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishin that I was someone else

She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sittin in the stands
I get A little bit she gets a little more
Shes Miss America and... she's Miss America
I'm just the girl next door...

-Saving Jane