jurong stadium is littered with ppl – kids / adults / old / fat / skinny / gay (haha!) / show-off / cmi-ppl (which is me !)/ shoeless runner / everyone & their frds.

my target = 3 rounds = 1.2km

not bad. push myself 4 or izzit 5? after awhile, the stadium look the same ! last round was really pushing it, focus on the finishing line.

*push push push*

my exact tots was ‘life is a race. i cant give up. yeap, it just jogging, what with the attitude? but i’m not a quitter!’

*pat on the back*

yeap, guy is worried tat i might collapse ! he kept giving me the look. fyi – i’m okie.

not so okie the next 2 days. my legs scream non-stop ! and i am insane, still wear heels to work. stupid tot being, since i’m aldy in pain, might as well ! yeap, i mentioned. stupid tot. keke

yeap, joggin is torturing but i had fun.