In exchange for this: 10,000m pursuit that lasted for 4047 seconds.
It was quite an experience. While I'm not exactly proud of how I did, stopping to walk quite a bit, the timing was surprisingly not as bad as I expected.
The best moment of the race must be when my morale was at the lowest lowest just after the halfway turn. Felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see this smiling babe in pink who brightly asked me to give her a five.
A simple sweet gesture that boosted my flagging spirits and added a spring to my step. Felt as though my weight was halved, and regained my speed with a doubled morale. Made me realise just how much a smile or gesture that doesn't take much effort can make someone's day. So I did the same for two other dejected-looking backs I past in the last few km.
Seeing that same encouraged smile reflected in their faces was priceless. :)
Oh, and while my legs are still feeling the remnant ache, I signed up for this.
The new goal? To run at a slower pace but non-stop. =)
Sidenote: Blur me was wondering why the timing was shorter than the one I clocked when I ran non-stop by myself, till realisation struck a few days later, when I was recounting this 'amazing discovery' for the gazillionth time to a fren.
Simply because I ran an additional 400m the other time lah.