Zhenghong the kangaroo asks me to blog about training the way he does on his Kokster Club blog, which by the way (advertisement) can be found at http://koksterclub.blogspot.com (you could have a look but just don't forget us haha) - and anyway if you haven't known by now, I've dropped out of the WTF to cross Singapore. Which is why now I have funny training regimes to blog about - not the sad cases you get to read from YH's training accounts. Like how they cry EVERY TIME after training. Sad, no?
Actually, my current training is not much better. If you read Zhenghong's accounts of what training is like on his blog, you'll realise what a loser and a n00b I am. I'd very much like to say that his training is different from the usual standard, but I think I'm the one off the usual standard. After all, I'm a n00b and n00bs aren't expected to do a lot. So here is what you get when you put me into a CCA that I've had hardly (in fact none) any experience in.
On Thursday, my workout (it sounds more pro) usually goes like this. First up is warm up, which essentially is more tiring than the main set itself, especially since I have PE earlier on days like Thursdays. Then we go on to the main set, jog the curve and sprint the 100m stretch. Do it for 10 laps. Now I find this very enjoyable, especially the "jog the curve" part. Don't ask me why, figure it out yourself.
And if you thought that was bad, you'll find that the cool down exercises are also designed to kill, what with 15 minutes just run and run?! You go tell your local fatso in your class to do a 15-minute jog as a warm up/cool down and see what he/she says. But then again we aren't exactly fatsos so.. never mind. My point is, some people do 15 minutes for 2.4km okay! So our cool down is essentially more than what you'll ever do in PE lessons. Stop whining and complaining about 2.4km because YOU HAVE IT EASY!
Saturday training is much more bearable, because you are SUPPOSED to run into the forest *hint hint* and then disappear for a while, coming back in a time that you think you can make it in. Of course, as you all know, I am an honest (some say stupid) boy who doesn't cheat on the coach. So I run all the way to the end of the track and then turn around. Which gives you, of course, a total distance of 8km. And if you tell me, "that's nothing, Mok does 20+ km a training" you are probably right. BUT THEN AGAIN YOU TRY DOING 8KM AND TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL!
It can be murder at times, and what makes it worse is that it's slow murder. Lasting anything from 40-45 minutes for n00bs like me. The dy/dx of the slopes are almost like asymptotes so I think ODAC might be interested in scaling MacRitchie. Or your local rock climbers.
Anyway I thought you might like to have a graphic representation of what Saturday's training (with Mok) is like. He'll usually jog an extra 4km before he joins me on my 8km track, and I got this picture from the monkeys at Treetop Walk. Pictures usually speak more words than I can ever say, so here you go:
Things you should note about the picture:
1. Distance between Mok and I is not drawn to scale. (It's obviously more than just that small patch)
2. He has already ran 4km more than me, and I set off only a little after him.
3. I usually smile during my run, because I must believe that I'm having fun doing this crap.
Okay that's it for my coverage on X-country training.
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Recently.. I mean yesterday, we had some celebrations at RJC. Which in my opinion was just nonsense because rock bands don't come down well with CNY celebrations. Others might beg to differ but I don't like beggars so don't present your case to me. That isn't the point anyway, the point was what I did AFTER the celebrations at RJC, if you could call it celebrations.Firstly, I visited my old teachers at RI. Which was kind of enjoyable since it's not very often that I see them and not get scolded. Especially now when I bet they start to miss me and say "why isn't anyone sleeping in class!!", etc. That's the way things work, the teachers NEVER appreciate you until you are gone for good.
Secondly, I went back to class with my old classmates. There we started playing soccer like we used to do in the old days and made a hell lot of noise with our "class cheers".. and then Danny Ong the maintenance fagut had to storm in and started scolding. (He was making more noise than us, maybe?!) He chased us all out and ended our soccer game, but that little dumb shit thought we were from RI so we got let off the hook. If he found out we were from RJC he'll probably get Hodge to give us white slips. Then we GG, but that didn't happen so screw those possibilities.
Thirdly, since there was really nothing else to do, I went for lunch with my old house master. Who happened to be having a meeting when I first saw him and who was going to have another meeting later just after lunch. Deja vu, no? Really reminds me of the old days, and I'm blogging this simply because I feel a need to. He told me to run for council but I figured I'd have better chance running to Orchard (again?) for OG outing. So anyway that's where I went to after lunch. Supposedly for OG outing.
The OG outing wasn't really an OG outing for various reasons - 1) there were less than half the OG present, 2) others were there to add to the fun, but they were not from our OG and 3) I don't think you'll call having a meal much of an outing. We stoned for a bit before the girls wanted to go shopping. Now if you know me very well, you should know that like most boys, I'm not the shopping kind of person.
In fact, I am ALLERGIC to shopping.
So what do you get when you put YJ and Adnaan in a posh shop in Orchard?
This.
I had no camera with me at that moment, but the boys' expressions were very similar to this. A real eye-opener (stop looking at the picture!) for those who are still ignorant of the fact that boys simply cannot shop. Or at least, I cannot. Though I can stand around playing "The Price Is Right" with my OG mates haha. However, being allergic to shopping, I naturally got whooped when playing the game. Well, ja.. but at least it killed boredom.
But the opportunity cost of going shopping is a nice little nap at home. So seriously - what the heck, this is really not making use of my resources and not making sense at all.
Later the OG wanted to go watch a movie, but a few of us just couldn't go. Take me for example, having never watched a movie with my friends since 2002. And I didn't watch movies before that year, so I thought today's the day that I might catch a movie with my friends for once. Alas, as fate would have it, I had only $6 with me, meaning it was only enough to watch 2/3 of any show. I tried asking them if $6 could get me like, one hour of movie then I'll screw off. They said no. What the heck, I'm already running a loss at watching an hour of any movie at $6, so why can't they just be more compromising. Tsk! Talk about Singaporeans being inflexible, I think I damn well agree.
No money, no talk. No talk, no movie! They didn't want any compromise, I also didn't want any compromise. I no movie, I not happy. They no money, they not happy. Really, it's hard to satisfy everyone. Might as well make myself satisfied.
And so that is what I did. Went home to sleep and that really made my day when I woke up at night. Because as my utility (satisfaction in economic terms) level goes up, I enjoy my life more. I guess life is pretty much enjoyable if you choose to make it so. =)
And thus I guess we have come to the end of the post! Kinda sad, eh?
Aww, but that was just a little bit of everything that there was to say.
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