From shop to screen to miles

Introducing Geng Kaki Lambung

Miles after miles. Those were the key to everything. As I stood in front of the mirror staring blankly what's inside, I haven't got the slightest idea that I've commited myself into another eight weeks training program. Well, the dice was rolled and hopefully I won't miss a turn or go straight to jail. With more friends logging in more milage and blogging in their magnificent entries, the running atmosphere suddenly arises fresh like never before.

To make up to the increasing adrenalines and miles, I took the liberty to take the day off on Friday to bring me closer to the starting line. It was another way of indulging myself away from stacks of workload especially when next week is meetings' week. Argh! Hated it. Anyway, with pay cheque cashed, it was the right time to secure myself a passport for Sundown trip. Visit to the immigration was smooth and in two hours I was proudly a Malaysian passport holder. Watch out Sundown, here I come - for half marathon only la. Hah!

With the luxury of time, I secured movie tickets for the whole family. Ironman 2 in the evening - the only available seats. Forget about night shows - full house. This means I have to fetch Amir, rushed him for bath and early dinner within the 45 minutes window. I'll come back to Tony Stark's legacy later, perhaps a mini review.

The next most important agenda was to visit Athlete Circle to get a replacement battery for my HRM. Psychologically, I just need to train smart and safe - biological clock ain't ticking the same way 10 years ago, right? Got it replaced and a visit to this kind of hangout won't be complete without some extra cash to spend. Aiya! Was eyeing the Spibelt and had thought about it before. Yim's review was cool. The SA convinced me that I won't have any bouncing issues, especially when I have car keys and phones during training days & gels on race days.

Next stop, Brooks outlet at The Curve. Item in the list, a pair of tights - long ones. Det and me been talking about praying facilities for KL-Marathon. Obviously enough, there won't seem to be any designated spot provided. Studying the map concluded the best chance would be around kilometer 4 to 5 which brings us to about half an hour to 45 minutes into the run. I am not leaving another sarong for this one considering no mosque or surau around Jalan Syed Putra towards Seputeh. Never mind, the homework will be done progressively.

Another hunting agenda was to window shop for a new pair of trainers/racers. Though I had all the options gathered from web reviews and such, our market is predicted to have surprises - normally depressing ones through my preceding experience. The harmony of visiting these shops was never disappointing with shoe talks and advises from the SA - though I smirked sometimes with their personal reviews. Like for example, I was grasping my share of hysterical laughter when one guy was telling the whole story about a pair of Supernova Glide - of course the shoes have rubber soles, what do you expect? A plastic one?! It took him a whole five minutes to end his prologue chapter and I was discomfortly holding my patient not to smack him with the blown rubber soles XD.

As ancipitated, I walked home empty handed. No size for Adizero Aegis which went with a generous 30% off. No size either for Supernova Sequence. Crazy steepy pricey with Nimbus 11 and also not my kind of color (alasan). Not so cool feeling with the new Adizero Tempo 4 - soles a bit stiff which means less flexible for forefoot take-off - wow! I almost sounded like a shoe tester pulak. Did I get that right? Or was it the other way round? Never mind, I just dislike the feeling. Anyway, the hunt will continue and I will keep it posted when I meet the sole of my life ;)

Back to Tony Stark. The movie seemed alright. Nothing to be kecoh about except when Amir shoved me with his elbow holding his excitement when Tony suited himself into the armour from only a high-tech suitcase. That part was awesome. It brought me back when I met Optimus Prime for the first time in the alley - all those small small things moving around becoming one mother of all robots. Remember? - talking about the kid in me. The rest of it was about Tony's little crisis having paladium toxicating his blood. He went nuts, the extra mile from his normal arrogant talks. He even got Rhodey and Pots so mad - that's what Tony is for, right? The villains were pretty bad themselves, each with their own share of beating Ironman clunking here and there with loads of BOOMS! and BANGS! They had their chances only that the final collision was way bit too short - just like Part 1. Anton Vanko a.k.a Crimson Dynamo or was it Whiplash? was defeated in less than 3 miutes knockout! What was that? It could be better, say having Pepper Pots as ransom for example. Last but not least, never ever leave the movie until the last scroll. I knew they had something up their sleeves. And it did excites me till the parking lot explaining to Amir what is the project in the making. Brace yourselves superhero fanatics. It's gonna be big. Giler kentang!

Wow! That was a hole in one. Phew! OK, enough with the indulgement and escapades. Saturday morning was dedicated for LSD with buddies. Lots of things to catch up eversince we left the teh tarik table in Cyberjaya a month ago. Imagine that. A month of no LSD. The usual otais of weekends' long runs - Nik, Syah, Shuk and Det. Five was enough to get the fiesta going. Pace was magnificent, enough to get everybody together in a pack to and fro. Chats were amazingly full of jokes, nonsense and tickling moments. Yep, Geng Kaki Lambung is here to get yourselves enough boost for a sense of humor.

We managed to log in about 23km, thanks to Nik whom was handling the steering wheel with Matrade and Sekolah Seri Hartamas incline in the tulips. I faithfully obeyed to the menu. For the first time I had my Adizero CS for a 20km-ish run. It turned out to be alright on my feet for the two hour plus except for a tiny discomfort feeling once arrived at Bukit Aman. Perhaps the less cushioning and support it provides. All in all, the run made my day. I was smiling for the rest of the day during the afternoon nap and my iron-board surfing session later in the evening. I even treated myself with Ella, Peter Pan and Hujan during the session. Pace was similarly awesome like the morning run - 5 minutes/school uniform. Had it done with 3 pairs altogether. Hah! Beat that.

So much with the flying on top of the world in an armour suit and a pair of Adizero CS, I'm gonna treat myself with a 10km Larian Bomba tomorrow at Dataran Merdeka - pirate version. It should be nothing more than a geli-geli run for recovery and locking in the milage. My weekend was great, alhamdullillah. Hope yours too.