So i'll just talk about the happenings of my luxurious life. A couple moments ago, i went for my light jog. Along the way, i met another of my one and only true love of my dreams. There was this girl with long brown hair tied into a pony tail, fair skin, big eyes, sporty attire (just finished her own exercise), walking towards me. But since she was going the other direction, she walked past me and i ran past her and true love never blossomed. Oh well..
Turn out that she was doing a warm down walk and weaved through the residential buildings. And i was making a big outer loop. Eventually i saw her on the main road again, still walking, but this time, our direction was the same. Ah.. no more excuses. But i didn't really want to miss my weekly three km run, which started from last week, is already inadequate training for the Standard Charter twenty one km run (yeah, i'm a weakling, i dare not go for fourty two again) on the first weekend of december. Oh well..
So i thought maybe when i ran past her i could turn around and jog backwards (never a wise thing to do when jogging in the roads/pavement) a little to.. i don't know to what.. maybe ah beng her.. But i figured that she might take it as some kind of a challenge and start to race with me. Having neither speed nor stamina nor training, i would probably just malu (embarass) myself by losing to her in a race. Note that it is perfectly possible to have training but still have neither speed nor stamina. Atleast i would have tried my best. But still equally malu. Bleahz male chuavanism.
In the end i decided to play safe and not run backwards into cars, people, lamp posts etc. Oh well..
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