Perhaps it was the sheer amount of slacking and absolute lack of activities in the month of May which cumulated in me ending the month with an overload of activities yesterday.
The 31st of May started off just like any other day in the month of May, the standard half an hour of stretching and rolling around before the actual act of waking up followed by the strong latte (with a packet of brown sugar) and the morning papers. After digesting whatever little news worth ingesting from the morning papers, I headed across the road to purchase lunch. The timing and the orders are so routine that all I need to do is smile at the gentlemen manning the store and take a seat before paying up for the takeaways. A close friend once remarked that should they come the day when I need to be taken out for whatsoever reason, the task of doing so would be an absolute breeze. I take comfort in the daily routines I have for myself regardless of how mundane they can get. That sense of familiarity in knowing what comes next is absolutely crucial to me. The worse feeling and the greatest insecurity one can have is being left totally alone and lost in the dark with no knowledge of what is to come next. Personal Experience, trust me on that.
I spent the afternoon consuming bananas and resting for the inaugural sundown marathon later in the evening. I was to participate in the corporate 10.5 km challenge as part of a team of injured long distance athletes, myself no exception. All four of us participate regularly in long distance events but due to a recent spate of injuries (and surgeries) we decided to take it easy this time around. The race was rather uneventful, perhaps this largely due to the fact that we were participating in only a 10.5 km race. The individual timings too were largely disappointing but we can take comfort in the fact that all of us are injured to varying degrees and still straggling on the path to full recovery. With these timings logged in and a general consensus that there is much work to be done before the upcoming races, we are going to start getting our act together and come up with some remedy to the predicament we're in now so as to avoid falling into the same pit-hole for the upcoming races.
After the night race, I rushed home and brought my sister for a really wild night out at the clubs. Sparing the details of the night, my thanks to B and Co. , the people I met during the rampage through the night and most importantly T for making it absolutely memorable for my sister.
"Be courteous to all, but intimate with few and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence. True Friendship is a plant of slow growth and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity before it is entitled to the appellation."
- George Washington (1732 - 1799)
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