27
Jul
A long run
I get breathless easily these days. Short of wheezing like a to-be-slaughtered pig, there is absolutely nothing I can do to keep myself going on my runs. Muscle-ridden guys in army running shirts didn’t help my morale.
When you are the slow car on the highway, you either lose heart, or find some inner strength to keep on going. At least I wasn’t the slowest model. I managed to overtake a few businessmen in their polo running shirts, though I suspect they must have been walking.
My writing course has finally touched down in Singapore, and I’ll start tearing into it soon, so I guess I’ll be writing more often?
In case you were wondering, I wrote this because my boss is asking about my blog 
. Previously, I’ve been obsessed with MapleStory to do any writing. Did this even make any sense?