Friday, February 22, 2008

Jogging

I've decided to take up jogging.

My student, Mr J of a Korean bank told me about his participation in the Standard Charter Marathon - 42km, which took place on Sunday, here in Hong Kong. He even dug out his little notebook with the times of all the marathons he has ever been in since 2004 (when he first took up running at the age of 45 ) and showed it to me. I asked him why he decided to take up running at the age of 45, he said it was because he started to feel old. I told Mr J that I could only run short distances, maybe about 200 metres. Ah, he said, but you've never tried to run long distances so how do you know? Point taken.

He said he runs every morning for about an hour and it was the best feeling in the world. It's the only time when he can think about anything he wants without being disturbed - family, work and life. I wonder if this is what I need. Time to think about things without any disturbances. But hang on, isn't this what I do on here? Spew out what's on my mind without anyone disturbing me. Alright, I don't spew out everything here. I can think about the stuff that I don't write about.

Mr J said he suffered from a lot of intestinal and stomach problems and now he is a bill of good health. I was still unconvinced that running was the thing for me until he challenged me to run for 30 minutes before our lesson next week. Why do people who get to know me, know exactly what to say to get me to do something. The magic word being "Challenge." So, after offering advice about doing warm-up stretches, knee injuries, what vitamins to take to get rid of the knee pains, where to buy running shoes and good places to run around in, in Hong Kong (Bowen Rd apparently), I told Mr J that I'll be buying shoes this weekend. I know. Any excuse to buy another pair of shoes.

Mr J said that running is addictive. Climbing is addictive but I don't know about running. I have my doubts. His last bit of advice, 'Don't worry about the speed and how far you run, just enjoy it!'

Obituary
Fei Fei (literally translated "fat fat"), who is loved and adored by Hong kongers is no longer. You only needed to take one look at her and instantly you feel happy. Like the Queen, Fei Fei never changed her glasses nor hairstyle. I wouldn't if I had this face:



Yo Jaddy-O! Did you know about this database for HK films?


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I did not. This is going to play havoc with my resolution to watch fewer movies. I suppose I shall spend my time eating fatty, starchy foods and watching them. Sedentarily.

wai said...

OMG! Let's take a look at it then. How many points are you leading by now?