Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Running
I sincerely believe that no one hates running more than I do. Except, well, maybe obese people because running is really tough for them.
Reflecting on my childhood and endeavours of yesteryear, I guess I can say I'm truly not predisposed to sports and other physical activities requiring high levels of endurance. When I was really young, I was often disallowed to run about too much or partake in activities too strenuous because of asthma. But I guess even as a kid I never really took to sports – in primary school I never wanted to join any sports CCA; the only one I even considered was Track & Field, and it was only because all the cool kids were joining in.
I remember in P2 during one PE class, we were practicing for Sports' Day. I got assigned to this game where two people had to pass a basketball back and forth from the starting line till the end, and back. I got paired up with this girl called Genevieve, who had really short and curly hair (almost afro-like). She also wore metal-framed glasses, the frames were some dull colour, I think bronze or something. I also distinctly remember she was from Matthew house!
We were passing the basketball back and forth when suddenly the basketball hit me square in the face.
I swore off basketball for a while, until another PE lesson where what we all had to do was to, um, dribble a basketball on the spot lol. I came out of the lesson with a swollen middle finger. From then on I hated basketball and swore I would never play it ever again.
When we ran 1.6km in primary school, I always thought my timing was pretty okay (10 minutes or so?) although I never came out tops. But looking back, 10 minutes is actually quite bad for a primary school kid ._. I mean aren't kids supposed to be vivacious and active and all. I don't even know why I did that bad.
In secondary school I passed my 2.4km only cos I forced myself to run, and even then I always got a borderline pass. I failed my 2.4km in Sec 2 cos I couldn't be bothered LOLOL. And I was even proud about it, I went about announcing to the world "I failed my 2.4 :D" (read here). (By the way that post is fraught with my Sec 2 photos bah I looked like such an ahlian back then hahaha)
Also, I always look so unglamorous and disgusting when I run. I mean most people just get really sweaty and all, but it goes beyond that for me, my face flushes red like an apple (I am serious) and as nice as that might sound, it actually does not look nice at all. I swear every time after 2.4 people would always, ALWAYS remark or LAUGH at how red my face is. No, I am not angry at people for doing that – I am just angry at why I am built this way, God why didn't you make me normal like everyone else? Why do I turn from a decent-looking individual at the start of a run to a disheveled, psychotic-looking housewife-slash-tomato hybrid at the end of the run?!
In Sec 3 I remember the time we took our 2.4 in July – I had already broken up with Zhihao by then but was still madly in love with him (oh the melodramatic tendencies of an overemotional 14 year old). By then we still talked because we still liked each other and after I finished my 2.4 I replied to his text saying I looked like shit and my face was so red I didn't even wanna see the world. But he bugged me to go to the canteen so I did, and as I made my way to buy food and sit with my friends, I had to fend off countless exclamations and ridicule coming from other people who were both fascinated and amused at how red my face was. The worst part was, my school's PE T-shirt and shorts were – guess what? – RED. I probably looked like a walking carrot (I know carrots are orange, but there are red ones too).
When Zhihao came down to the canteen and caught sight of me, I saw him laugh and he texted me to do what many others have already done – laugh and tell me how red my face was.
But I digress (oh God why do I always go off on so many tangents before I get to the main point).
The main point is, I have started running now, in an(other) attempt to lose weight. This holiday, I have gained weight to the point where I'm forced to accept that I'm growing old and my metabolism rate is no longer that of a teenager's :( And I think it will only get worse as I grow older so I should force myself to develop the habit of exercising now. I hate running so much but it seems like it's the only way to lose weight, seeing as I'm not going to take up another sport, nor am I going to dance everyday of the week (although I'd like to, but it's way too costly).
When I finally decided that I should start running, I went to Google "hate running help" HAHAHA I was just telling Phoebe about this today. And then websites like "Iusedtohaterunning.com" actually came up, and other similar pages helping people who hate running to start running appeared as well. I couldn't believe that there were people who hated running before but are now running marathons...
I never knew that if you got tired whilst running and had to walk, it's actually okay to walk. Dang I should have known earlier.
Okay blog more later.
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