Standard Charted Marathon

The 42.195m run. The run that easily doubled the last record set by myself for longest distance ran. The run that would forever be listed in the annals of the life of Bong (myself)

The feeling of waking up at 3 am?
Sian.

The feeling of warming up before the run?
Expectation.

The feeling of the first 20km?
Satisfaction.

The feeling of the next 22.195?
PAIN!!!!

The feeling at crossing the finish line?
Priceless.

There are some things money can't buy, but I don't think I wanna reproduce those feelings anytime soon.

Indeed the run was a great experience. The feeling of achievement at finally running that race and finishing at a decent timing was really great. The aftermath really wasn't good at all though.

As of now my legs are aching, not to metion I still have to work. So I'm practically limping everywhere now.. Think the pain is gonna last for another half a week or so.. Anyways its back to work for my, once again wearing the 2 bars on my shoulders. So much has changed in every sense of the word. Most of it sad.. But army still goes on nonetheless. Work is.. indescribable. Shall not comment publicly though haha.. But I would say I don't get to go home early..

Actually.. I'm pretty much clock-work now. The big hole left is.. unfillable. The emptiness totally can't be ignored. Think I'm realising what some of my friends are feeling as well. Totally sympathise sia.. But life goes on anyways, and I'm acting naturally enough (or unnaturally, I can't tell).

Till my next post! Take care everyone! So wanna meet up with so many people..

What am I now? I can't tell..