Singapore Marathon

The first major event after the 'divine' deletion of the first blog was the Singapore Marathon. In fact, on the face of the information, the flag off for the full 42 klick, at six hundred hours, happened barely four hours after the crime.

Unfortunately 4e'00 was not represented at the full marathon. Our champion steed Mr. Horsey became a lamer some two months before Race Day. As in physically crippled, not 'talking cock'. (He started talking cock probably ten years ago.) In any case, other potential runners, like LHH, Chongzhen/Jianwen aka YH, among others, withdrew because of injury or sheer laziness. In the event, three chaps bore the flag on Race Day--me, WT and OSK. Mr Ong was a free rider, for everyone's info.

Some interesting stuff (or some stuff anyway) to share with everybody:

1. Flagoff music was Final Countdown. Thought it was very appropriate.

2. The blackies were super fast. They were like this cloud of darkness swallowing the distance. $25, 000 for a morning run is pretty damn neat. No wonder the leader was so cheeky in waving to everybody.

3. There were super a lot of chio bus on the course. Track babes is my choice for the week. To all future marathon runners: REMEMBER THEIR BIB NUMBERS! So that you can order the photos later!

4. Drums really give you a kick even at the end. Chiobus cease to impress after 14 klick. Sorry, chiobus.

5. Only sprint when u can see 'Finish'. Because I started sprinting at the Esplanade end of the Esplanade bridge, and discovered at the Fullerton end that is was at the Padang. The distance from Fullerton to Padang is really not funny after you've run 20 klicks.

Enough said. Pictures speak a thousand words, so let me just put one now, or else you'all read too many words then concuss.



(L-R). Mr Ong, who cannot do sit-ups, Mr Lin, who proves that you can get two 'S' Paper Distinctons and yet be stupid enough to wear a tee-shirt to a marathon, and Mr Seow, yours truly, who is so cheapskate until don't want to buy running gear wear formation singlet.

PS. Kudos to Mr Ma, who got the integrity to not trade in Champion Chip to get the Finisher's paraphernalia. (I give him the benefit of the doubt that he did know of this loophole.)

PPS. Kudos to yours truly, who can spell paraphernalia without spellcheck.