While -probably- half of Singapore were still asleep, Jo Gret and I reached the Padang. It was still pitch dark but many of the runners were already at the meeting point, all excited and getting ready for the run.
My colleagues, same batch who did JPmorgan with me =)
A tired moi after the run[p/s: see how the words "see how you run" fitted nicely above my head? heh..]
Gret and Moi
Jo and Moi Even till now, I still find it hard to believe that I actually enjoy running. Well, probably not the run itself, but the pain and tiredness that it brings. It somehow reminds me that I am still alive. Weird, right? The more pain and tiredness I feel, the more I tell myself I can't give up. I guess it's all in the mind. But jogging really trains the endurance and determination of one's mind. Never give up, never say die. =)