The long and short about I Am Crazy: A Supplement

My mum, Nerd, and just about everybody else have been asking why am I subjecting myself to 42.195km of pain, and whether if I’m doing it for the freebies and goodie bag. I am very sad that they think I’m running for such superficial reasons. Just between you and me, I’m running because they promise a nice Adidas shirt for the finisher.

Heh.

Anyway, this is going to be shocking for some of you here, but I actually completed last year’s run. All 42.195km of it, with a good portion spent limping no less. I never told you guys before because if you haven’t noticed, I am a humble man who doesn’t like to yaya-papaya. Haha. *Someone slap me please*.

I’m running again this year because I clocked a horrible timing in 2005: just under 6 hours. Now I know the politically correct thing to say is that everyone who finish the race is a winner, regardless of the timing. But after having Sweet Young Things, aunties, and graying ah peks overtook me last year, I really want to prove to myself that I can better myself this year.

Having said all that, running a marathon is no joke. I was diagnosed with dehydration following last year’s run, and am very glad that I didn’t need to be hospitalized or something. The two-day MC was sweet though. Heh. So please, if you’re thinking of joining, do please spend time, and make that a lot of time, training. Don’t be an idiot like me, who nearly got myself killed by thinking running 30km per week was good enough. Bleah.

But if you think you got what it takes, or are crazy enough to try, a marathon is something you should definitely try at least once in a lifetime, just like peeing in the public. The atmosphere at race day is good enough to justify the horrific training hours you put in, what with the fit and nubile bodies around you and the free 100 Plus. And when you pass the finishing line, I promise you, you will feel exactly like some one who just completed 42.195km.

I feel so fit just typing all that. Time to sleep, right after that packet of Maggie mee.

With Love,
Sibeh Sian