Running Away

At Le Gym today, I didn't touch any of the weights or the machines (well, except the abs one). Instead, I went running on the treadmill.

I'm not exactly into running, because as everyone knows, I should be stockpiling on the calories rather than expending them for no good reason. This was, in fact, only the second time I ran in a year (the first time was 4 days ago). Typically, if I want to keep fit, I'd rather do something fun like playing tennis, blading, chasing after girls or running away from work. Ok, the last activity isn't about fun; it's the art of survival.

But I don't have much choice basically, because the Inevitable & Painful Physical Torture is coming up soon. So for the next week or so, that'll be what I'll be doing everytime I hit Le Gym. (Running on the treadmill, that is; not away from work. Though the incentive and reward are so much greater, haha.)

I ran 5km today, which is a great deal to me because the last time I did that was ten years ago. And I discovered that when I ran at 10km/h, my pace synchronized perfectly with the beat of Outkast's Hey Ya, which was playing over the radio. It made the running so much more enjoyable. After all, running is the most boring sport ever, if you could even call it a sport. Too bad 10km/h won't make you pass the IPPT. And too bad the song is only 3 minutes plus. I could carry on running for another hour if the song had kept playing, but then I don't think the singer has the stamina to last that long, non?

I should have kept on running, if only to spare myself from coming home and seeing another charity show on Channel 8. Some great acting going on as usual. So marvelous it makes you cringe and sick in the stomach, and roll all over the floor in pain not knowing if you're crying or laughing. If I had the slightest ounce of strength left in me, I would've carried my laptop and run as far as I could away from the tele. But I was already spent.

If they do such shows often enough, though, very soon I'll be a Marathoner as well. Heheheh.