round the roundabout!

for the first time...in God knows how long...i finally can go around the roundabout outside my house! It's been so long, so much so, that i've almost forgotten how to! hahaha....i felt so weird making a 3 o'clock turn just now. i bet this brings smiles to a lot of people...

Sama-sama jimat minyak!!!

***

i received a phone call from Irina today. which really surprised me, since i've not seen or heard from her in light years! but she surprised and confused me even more when she asked "hey karen...so how's the marketing comming along?"....i was amazed that she even remembered what major i was doing.

so i briefly answered,
"its alright...i'm into my second year now..."
silence...
"wait...are you Karen, the chinese Karen? the one from SJ?"
"er...yea...is there an indian or a malay one?"
"omg! omg i called the wrong person! I'm so blur!"
"okaaaaay....hahaha....anyway, how's Psych?"
and so we chatted a while longer, might as well catch up since she already called.

hehe...God works in little ways....

***

regarding my previous post, some of the comments made a dent in my thoughts. but i stand firm to my decision. won't stop jogging for fun though. except that i probably have to find a more private place so i wont bump into the usual running kakis, asking me which race is next and what nots....

gah...i am such a wimp when it comes to things like this....

hanging up those trainers

i've had it. call me a quiter, call me a sore loser. it's time i hung up those trainers. i can no longer run. when i have to stop and gasp for air at a silly10km race, you know i've gone far beyond fixable.

the Power Run in KL has proved that i am, like what my mum said to the old microwave oven that broke down, kau tang already. Which means, i have done all that i could have done.

i've already signed up for the 15 km run in May. So i'll go for that. But till then, and thereafter, i won't be participating anymore. That'll save me some disappointment.

It's sad that i've come to this. For the past 7 years running has been one of my passions. But that was because i progressed exponentially. Now i'm heading downwards.

Unless i am confident enough to take on another run, without having to stop for breaks, then i'll enter the arena again.

till then...i'm quitting the game...

jinxed!

i was reading my comments last night...

hey ...hitam manis black pearl..not only that...blog skin also black..T-shirts also black....n hair also black-black..just makesure dont blackout doing assignments...ahahaha!!!! funny writings u have...
lifemou 03.16.06 - 10:36 pm #

immediately after reading it, everything went dark in my room. outside my window, even USJ 2 was pitch black.

Lifemou, you jinxed me!!!!

The Vending Machine

once again, my perfectly planned-out just and well balanced training schedule has been ruined by the evil demon called Assignments. [Of course, i could always blame it on my lack of will power and discipline, and my excess level of procrastination, but if i did, then my post tonight ends here.]

we've been asked to create a Vending Machine for Consumer Behaviour 102. The vending machine must consist food that will cater to young and old, health-conscious, vegetarians and diabetics and anything we can possibly think of to make it more sellable. We are to present it and the best group will compete with the best groups of other tutorials, and then best of the best wins...i'm not sure what...but i'm guessing bonus points.

anyway, i've got this Indonesian in my group and he's really cool. He's got this really hi-tec compact PC which i think is from Sony Vaio. and he's got this super cool camera handphone. and he's got tinted blue spectacles. and he's got this really funny accent. and...he thinks i'm not pure chinese.

it's not the first time. people always mistake me to be Malay or Thai or Indonesian. there was once a Malay vendor had doubts about selling me food during the puasa month. it's so odd...not offensive...but odd. i know i'm dark...but i believe i've got very chinese features...don't i??

during my cousin's wedding, about 3 or 4 relatives questioned why i was so dark. and they try to be as nice about it as they possibly can, but i can see that what they're trying to imply is that being dark is bad. being dark is unfortunate. i say go fly kite!

i'm proud of complexion. i could use, like Weng Lum said, a more even tan, but apart from that i'm loving it. It gives me a less fragile, more tough look. and i like that!

i cant stand snow white people. Boys and girls alike. They look pale and malnourished. I know that not all of them are. I actually know some triathletes who are porcelein-smooth, silky-white skinned. But it's rare. So more often than not, fair people aren't active people.

***

i've been eating a lot. i'm so scared i'll go into a compulsive eating disorder. seriously, i consume a lot of food in a day. and i'm always hungry. my mum told me to stop eating that day. and that has never happened in my life! my family live to eat....haha...

A Famosa International Triathlon 2006

disciplines
400m swim / 15km cycle / 2km run

venue
A Famosa Resort

performance
satisfying :)

the story
the short distance is due to the fact that i took part in the sprint event only. this is coz i had to rush back on saturday night itself to attend my cousin's wedding on sunday. though i would've loved to compete in the individual full distance, i am also glad i didn't. the whole i'm-not-in-form thing la...:)

the race starts at 4.30 pm. i drove and reached Melaka at about 1.50 pm. I called up Isaiah so that i could chill in his room. Which i greedily helped myself to buns and coffee from his family [thanks again...i owe u big time...].



went down to the starting at about 3.45 pm. got our bikes on the stands. got our bodies marked. stretched outselves up nicely. went in for a dip to test the waters, literally. it was murky and the temperature varies at different parts. and the route goes around this island which i think have monkeys and peacocks on.


getting my body numbered...

at 4.30 pm sharp, after Mr Chan Chee Seng gave his infamous briefing, the race started. I started at the back for 2 reasons - 1 being the fact that i'm a tortoise-slow swimmer, and 2 being the fact that i will not have my face kicked by dozens of feet which come out of no where because of the visibility of the water. The latter, however, was unavoidable. i swam my usual breaststroke at my usual comfortable pace. surprisingly i overtook a couple of people and came out not last.:)


i've got a flabby tummy, bowl legs and a 3-tone body....grr...


preparing to start...

it was hard running up a hill on friggin' hot grounds to the bike stand, all drenched and dripping wet. i think my entire transition slowed me down a lot. lack planning. i took along time fumbling with my socks, vest and number. then with my helmet, sunnies and bike. haha...


Isaiah finishing the swim...


Me finishing the swim...


fumbling at transition...

off i went on the bike. my cycling sucked from the very beginning. i'm bad at it. no leg strength! i was overtaken by a lot of people. it consists of 2 loops. at the 2nd loop, oneof the checkpoint marshalls escorted me all the way. i seriously thought i was last.


off with the wheels...

it started to rain when i came in for my last leg. by then, Isaiah was already chatting away. i laughed at the irony of it all. He offered to put my bike up for me [seriously...thanks again. i'll buy you lunch one day i promise] i know it's cheating but, what the heck, i was in no position to ruin the medal tally anyway. :)


run run run!!!

those 2 km was the longest 2 km of my life. haha...i can't run after cycling. my legs become all wobbly and jellyfied. it took me about 500 m before i got my orientation back. i would've appreciated a longer runningleg. maybe 5 km. then i would say i'd have a better advantage.



i came in, 3rd last, if i'm not mistaken. not in my category, but overall. hehe...Uncle Peter gave me a short lecture. and Mr Tee and Mr Cheng were giving me training tips. All these are indications of how much slower i've become from last year. hehe...

but it was all good. I had fun! Took my bath at Isaiah's apartment, then left for home.

Thanks again, Mr. Kee. I owe you and your family big big time. :)

utter nonsense

i just got back from one of those post function mamak sessions with my college mates. it was a HUGE group and there were many new additions from last year's post orientation night mamak session. some of which i knew were friends' friends and friends' friends' friends.

the world has gotten a lot smaller since i started college. everyone knows everyone. it's amazing...some day i'm going to fall for some guy, date each other for a few years and on the wedding day, found out we're related~! oh no! that would be weirdddd.....

zoning back to earth...i've been made VP for Circle-K in my college. and though, i was reluctant to do be committed at first, i'm now hyped up again. i craved responsibilities back then. i craved being in charge. but that was when i had my people. college paints a different picture. everyone minds their own business. so i do too. it's hard to be active because meetings are impossible to hold. i lost hope to be involved again, since the first day i stepped into college.

but i met a new group of people this year. one that's similar to my group back then. a familiar feeling is back. i'm going to attend meetings, meet people, organize events, hold functions, get stressed, deprive myself of sleep, and then satisfy myself with a job well done. and i'm gonna love it.

tomorrow's my sprint tri in A famosa. And i've not touched my bike for 2-3 weeks. and i only ran once since the KLIM. and the last time i swam was 2 weeks ago. ha! i'm gonna have a ball!