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I’m Spent

Fuyooo!

Where have I been?

This training log is as ramshackled as it can gets.

Well having to undergo 12hrs++ of industrial attachment and fulfil my tutoring obligations after that, each and everyday, 5 days straight, leave me with little energy and much less time to indulge in other activities.

Though this is just an excuse I could muster as of now, my plan is to slowly regain back my fitness as to what it was; which was nothing much really, with an early morning run or cycle, let say at 5am before leaving for work after that.

Fortunately, cycling to work everyday at an average distance of 19km to and fro, means I have not permanently left my fitness endeavours to the annals of history.

And I still jog every Sunday with my awesome cousins.

Kay.

Till my fingers move again here.

Take care everyone and I promise to visit your inspirational blogs soon.

🙂

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Solving The Enigma

Alright!

In case of being called a NATO for my apparent lack of concrete action in solving my perpetual cramps in my lower legs, I’ve finally bothered to consult with Mr Google and the famous online encyclopedia widely-used by undergraduates for their reference work but shouldn’t be included during citation in their bibliographies, Wikipedia. That’s quite a line.

I’ve successfully identified the muscles that contribute much to my discomfort while upping my pace doing my regular runs. The three culprits, with accompanying mug-shots, arranged in alphabetical order are:

1. Culprit I

The Gastrocnemius Muscle

The Gastrocnemius Muscle

2. Culprit II

The Soleus Muscle

The Soleus Muscle

3. Culprit III

The Tibialis Anterior Muscle

The Tibialis Anterior Muscle

Since the culprits have finally been apprehended, now it’s high time to do some investigative digging to figure out why these trio will always cramp up. Then, can I take the necessary actions to solve or even better prevent the cramps from recurring again. Hopefully.

Till next time.


Let It All Out

Did a teeny-weeny-super-mini triathlon of my own this morning.

:mrgreen:

Well I’m allowed to dream am I?

RUN (4KM)

Went out for an easy run first thing in the morning.

My last run was like 20 days ago so it’s high time I start running again as the SAFRA Singapore Bay Run & Army Half Marathon ‘09 is exactly 2 weeks away.

As usual, after an indefinite time-out from running, today’s run is sort of an assessment run, just to see if there’s any problem physically and I am glad to say there’s nothing major to report of.

Just the usual slight soreness of the lower legs but other than that everything else is A-OK.

The pace was really slow so that may be the reason why I was not suffering just now.

BIKE (1.92KM)

After my run, I went back to take my swimming stuff and cycled to my friend’s house for my swimming session.

SWIM (600m)

Swam around 600m.

For a guy who doesn’t know how to swim freestyle initially and will literally sink after a few strokes, the distance above looks commendable.

BUT, the truth is I still can’t last that whole distance without stopping.

I still have difficulty breathing so I need to stop after every 30m to replenish my oxygen or I can just asphyxiate there and then in the pool.

My strokes have been improving but my left-side stroke is still very weak with a non-existing core rotation.

So I usually have difficulty taking in enough air when my face is turning to the right.

Other than that, I’m thankful to Him for letting me go this far and without His aid I don’t think I’ll last.

Hopefully my dream of competing in a triathlon will come true one day.

Insya-Allah.

BIKE (1.92KM)

Cycled back home and write this report.

LETTING OFF STEAM

I have heard some negative comments about my physical endeavours.

There had been some snide remarks about how I still look fat although I have been doing all these physical activities.

There had been comments about how dark I had transformed into.

Well, I know I am fat and I know I am dark.

I am fat so that’s why I do all this physical activities.

Rather than sitting at home and rotting my ass off and turn into the next hippo, at least I’m trying to do something to become healthy.

I am dark from all the swims that I had done.

I will not trade my skin colour for the joy I had felt after each swimming session and the small breakthroughs that I achieved at each session.

I am dark from all the cycling with my Old Piece Of Junk.

When can I get a road bike?

Who cares if I am fat and dark and have no girlfriend (just need to put that in :P)?

All these remarks will serve as extra motivational fuel for me to burn when I’m out under the sun doing these things.

🙂


The Final Piece Of The Jigsaw

Well, since I first embarked on this fitness journey, my main aim is always to lose weight since my weight now is 10kg over my normal weight. But my hidden aim is to keep the disease, diabetes, at bay as my family has a long history fighting this disease. So I am at a real risk of contracting it, compounded with the ever increasing waistline. As you all know, one of the sure-fire ways to gauge your risk of getting diabetes is by inspecting our own waistline; the bigger it is the higher the risk.

So, my journey started with something relatively easy, running. You can’t really go wrong with running as it is the normal human locomotive progression from crawling and walking. It is also an activity that is not so strenuous, well I’m a slow snail, considering my torn ligaments in both my knees. After I was infected with the running bug, I was naturally attracted to the sport of triathlon, the holy trinity of swimming, cycling and running. There’s a masochistic beauty in triathlon that I admire, that my interest turn into fascination.

However, lo and behold, though I can run and cycle, my ability to propel myself in a body of water is non-existence. I should be ashamed of calling myself an island boy living in this beautiful island of Temasek. I can breastroke myself a bit but it takes a huge toll on my faulty and creaky knees. After some reading, I discovered that the freestyle or the front crawl, is the most common and efficient stroke to use in triathlon. But I know zilch about this particular swimming style.

Thus, I set myself the goal of learning the freestyle during this last month of my school holidays. Now, it has been two weeks since I’ve started learning from a buddy of mine, scrutinising the YouTube videos, poring over the threads in the beginnertriathlete forum and lending an ear to a nenek tua who has been dispensing sagely advices from time to time.

The beginning was seriously torturous due to my innate fear of water. And I couldn’t even float as the thick tree trunk I call my thighs keep pulling my body down. But suffice to say, I think my Hell Week is finally over as this week marks a milestone in my swimming endeavour. I have been swimming for five days straight from Monday till today, Friday. I’m glad to say my thrashings in the water have begun to resemble some semblance of the freestyle and I have managed to swim till the halfway point of the pool. So yay to me!

Now, what’s left of the jigsaw puzzle is to spend more time in the pool to perfect and finetune the strokes and make myself more comfortable in the water. And I’m long overdue to have my knees consulted by an orthopedic.

:mrgreen:

Cheers!