The urge to trot.
I don’t know what came upon me but yesterday out of the blue, I told mum I wanna start jogging.
Um yeah, you heard it right. jogging! XD
Okay you can stop laughing now. The plan was to wake up the next day at 6.30am and head to the Taman Wawasan park nearby. Mum would join me too. So I woke up this morning earlier than usual. Honestly I was so was so tired I was thinking twice about canceling the jogging idea and head right back to the comfort of my bed. But I dragged myself out from bed and sheepishly headed downstairs.
I don’t know. Perhaps I could be a chance for me to gain some much-needed centimeters to my height. And I have to keep fit as far as my health is concerned. I haven’t been keeping up at all with all those vigorous exercises we had in NS. I somehow lost momentum.
So back on track, we headed for the park. I made sure I took some tunes with me, wiring myself with the headphones jacked into my w810i.
It was at least 6.50 when I reached the park. And what a pleasant surprise, I met Pn. Tan Kia Ngin there, my former math teacher, who is already spending her days a retiree. She was also making her rounds. Good thing she still remembers me, heh.
So I updated her with the whereabouts of my classmates and the likes. Then we had a good, long talk about education and stuff these days. Ah, there’s nothing better than meeting your former teacher while jogging in park. XD
Well she excused herself at around 07.35 and it was until then I realised that I haven’t really jogged. I mean, Pn Tan was jog-not really jogging but more of walking albeit in a fast pace. And I had left mum behind jogging by herself. So I headed her way and talked with mum a bit.
Then as mum took some rest, I started my rounds. By then, the sun was already up but still not glaring with harmful UV rays. I went into a full jogging mode for 10 minutes — yes I timed myself. Not sure really how to start, I vaguely placed a no-less-than 10 minutes limit for myself. Which turned out okay, for I think I was near my physical limit by the time my phone’s stopwatch hit the 9-minute mark.
At one time, my phone nonchalantly slipped out of my pocket and went dangling by the headphone wires. I frantically tried to grab it as it was hanging by my knees just about a feet or two from the ground. But the headphone jack gave way before I could grab the phone, sending it hitting the pavement with a heart-shattering thump, then sliding to a stop 2 meters away from me. Shit. I thought.
Thank goodness the phone was still working fine when I picked it up to inspect it. The walkman player was still faithfully pumping out Snow Patrol’s Signal Fire. The crystal casing suffered a few noticeable scratches but other than that it was no biggy. My phone survived it’s first fall. Heh.
Anyway, I pushed myself until the stopwatch hit 10 minutes before heading back home. I bathed, feeling all refreshed. Pretty good habit I must say. XD
I’ll be jogging again tomorrow for sure. =P