The foodie me have been trying different things in live, adding spices to the ordinary days. Today, 29th November 2015, Foodie completed her very first 10km marathon. For a beginner like me, 10km is one giant leap in my boring ordinary life, and especially I was never a fan of running. I started small jogging months ago, starting from only able to run 250m on treadmill, zero incline, till manage to do on a steady pace for 1.6km after months. It is a slow progress, however, for a anemic fellow like me, I like it to be slow and steady.
Then, I managed to do 3.5km, with mix of jog and walk, and then 5km on running trek with jog and walk. I thought I could improve the time, but it doesn't happen. I am getting better stamina though. In the process, I have learned about my body more, how much I can push myself and not ending my session with me sitting paled face and strong nauseous feeling. Once, I pushed myself so hard, that even after sitting down for 15 minutes after running, i couldn't walk back to my place which is only 300m away. I had to stop at the parking place and sat against the dirty cement wall. I knew my face must be as pale as a vampire at that time, and sitting on a parking lot floor doesn't sound pretty at all. Nevertheless, this is all part of the charm that you will remember, ALWAYS.
Now, I would like to share my 10km experience. It was from youth park, and to Sunrise Tower- Island Plaza- Fettes Road- Gothileb Road- Jesselton Road then back to Youth Park. Starting was always great, I was all excited, going a bit quick at the beginning, nice path and weather. I used Runtastic for keeping track and I told myself i will not check how long I had managed till I reached Island Plaza. Our route was not closed, so everyone was basically running on the road. Good thing was it was early morning of Sunday. Breeze was lovely. Even with that, I sweated terribly. I went on and on with mix run/walk. Only thing in my mind was, keep going. I couldn't care much about what was happening behind. I didn't really push myself though. Wanted to do it nice and easy as I am not in competition to anyone but myself. I didn't want to hurt myself, so I was playing the safe card.
First 3.5km was easy, not much of struggle. I guess that was from my training. Then the next 3.5km was mix of uphill and roads with more cars and it was the fastest (in mind but not in term of time). I started my Ipod music motivation technique from 3km. Starting of the 7km, I started to be time conscious and that was the hardest 3km. First of all, I was tired, (not as peachy as previous), secondly, the road condition was not good. It was either running on the side of busy road which is very uneven,, or you run on the mosses pave, which is super slippery. I had to go with fast pace walk so that I would not reach the finish line too late.
Then, after 1 hour and 33mins. I crossed the finish line. It was better than I planned. As long as within 100mins (my target), I am happy. So, I received my first finisher medal. It was awesome. I felt accomplished and content, and I was really happy for the whole day. I rewarded myself with 3 cups of icy cold Milo from the fantasy Milo van of our childhood sweetest memory.
So, I wanted to tell that, I did not bug out even though I clearly did not have enough training (not done any run more than 5km jogging before the race day). However, I kept all the positive thought of telling myself I can do it and I made it through.
If a foodie me, who is chubby and anemic can achieve the 10km without dying and still able to function perfectly well (unclogged nasty clogged drain) after the run. Then I Think you can too. I have to admit that my bold act surprised many of my friends though.
