Less than 48 hours until the SG Standard Chartered Marathon and my legs are still sore from training and my sleep patterns are more fucked up than ever. The run’s at 4:30AM so it might actually help since I’ve been waking around 5AM daily. I’m kind of excited and nervous all at same time; I want to push myself to my limit but I’m afraid I won’t do as well as I want. The forecast calls for rain and that terrifies the shit out of me. Last time I had to deal with that, I had blisters on my feet and a terrible score. Fingers crossed and praying to the gods on my auntie’s alter for a change of weather. Running’s been a little more liberating than usual for me in the past days and been helping me keep things off my mind. The last run I went through East Coast Park, to Marina Bay to the Marina Barrage and it was fucking amazing. The beach, the skyline, the lights… it was all so surreal. I hope the race views will be just as impressive. I just need my body to keep up with me…
I haven’t been doing very much this trip other than running, eating and spending a lot of time indoors. It’s a huge contrast from last year and the year before. Looking for boars and bothering monkeys on Pulau Ubin, exploring temples and museums, cocktail bar hopping, searching for the legadary wild cow on Coney Island… which is apparently dead now. Come to think of it, it might have already been dead when I was searching for it. Whoops. Also, I haven’t been playing Gitadora much. Who am I? I think I’m just drained from work. And with plenty of sleepless nights, I’ve been trying conserve a lot of energy for my runs. I’m not stressing over it any which way. I’m guess I’m just on different footing right now.
Wish me luck for my run.
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notable eats so far:
Peranakan @ The Peranakan Restaurant
salted fish skins @ Irvin’s (People line up an hour before opening and it sells out. Worth the wait.)
Seafood [cereal prawns, yam scallop rings] @ Jumbo
Had cereal prawn three times now… First time around I peeled the shells off. Noticed my friend didn’t have any left over on his plate so the second time around, I peeled and ate, half and half. On the third try, I just motherfucking ate them all, head and tail intact. Like a true homegrown Singaporean. What what. Can’t say it was a completely enjoyable experience though…