The Kampung Boys. Left back to front - Zarol, Det, Nizam, Asharul, Bahri, Saiful, Asharul's in-law & me.
Settled. One Sunday being a timekeeper at the CAR Family Run and six days later or it should be a month after ENR, I started running again. Nothing big but only 8 kampung buddies pounding the road around the kampung covering 8km. More of a social gathering, gempak the kampung people a bit and the rest was left to the old running legs to tell the tale. Legs felt good though but deep down I was struggling to maintain a good running gait at the last kilo. Rules of thumb - get more milage la dude.
The run was initiated by Det. Thanks buddy. And I just adds to the recipe, inviting more local friends around the neighbourhood to join. Second rules of thumb - the more the merrier & you get to kill the milage while chatting nonsense. I knew that we would make an appearance that morning. Just imagine, an unattemptable feat in BTHO - except Kenyans, a chain of people running in a pack, crowding the neighbourhood road. We received stares from passing vehicles, obnoxious looks, supportive shouts and honks. Hah!
57 minutes and 53 seconds later, I continued running - the Saturday domestic errands la pulak. Laundry, groceries, Kumon, cuti ganti sekolah, Kumon again, cuti ganti sekolah again (two kids at two school sessions) and swim class in the evening. Phew.