Moody

Was quite moody today, partly because I felt uncomfortable: my whole body was aching and I was tasked to do something that was unclear, think I'll consolidate and shoot at my boss tomorrow.

While my body was aching, I was already thinking about the next race. StanChart Marathon is in December but somehow, marathons are not giving me any more kicks. It was just 2 weeks ago that I told Jim: I'd never take part in a triathlon and I am seriously thinking about it now, I wonder how far my body can go.

But it's still a lot of commitment, swimming can't be done just anywhere unlike running and I'm not ready to put in as much time as Jim (Stanley and Jerry) to it, let alone the expensive road bike that I'd have to buy and wonder how I will bring it to the race without a car.

Well, let me sit on it first, my main task now is to get that 5cm in SBJ. Looking back over the weekend and past races, I realised that I had never felt excited about the IPPTs or the marathons when it came to the day itself, but more often than not, my body would post a better timing than I had expected.

A sad case of: The body is willing but the mind is weak.

Such a herbivorous statement! I'd need to reverse that.