It's something I would not imagine I 'd do after becoming a mother- running the Army Half-Marathon on 27 Aug.
It all started with the charity M.I.L.K. run on 1st week of July. That was just 4.4 km. The only problem was, it was at scorching hot 3.30pm.
That started the search for more runs for me and my colleague EJ. We signed up for New Balance Real Run (10km) held at Sentosa on 20 Aug. It was good bcos of the goodie bag.
Then she goaded me into signing up for Army Half-Marathon. Are you crazy? I've just gotten used to the notion of running 10km, now suddenly go for 21km?
All said, running IS addictive. The more I run, the more I want to run MORE. Soon, clocking 8-9 km per evening run is not enough anymore. Dar and I spent a couple of Saturday mornings with EJ clocking distance at East Coast Park, Hillview-Bt Timah-Bt Batok- Jurong East-Clementi. For a while, I thought we had gone mad.
Unexpectedly, the 21km experience was exhilarating. It was better (and easier) than I thought. Perhaps once you've gone through childbirth without epidural, you can go through anything.
Now the ultimate madness: We just signed up for the StanChart Marathon.
Hopefully Cavan can share that love for sports, like his daddy and mommy. Running-wise, I'm not sure. He seems to have flat feet. Just like his daddy.
