Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon 2008

All right, this is some piece of really outdated news, but two weeks ago, I survived 42K.

Barely.

My legs started to give after the 32K mark and it was an uphill battle thereafter. Ultimately, it took me 4h:51m:58s. Way off my target of 4h:40m. I guess once in a while we need a kind of reminder that we're not so tough after all.

Well, I did say that anything sub-5 hours and I'd be happy. I was happy. Just less so.

Will I do it again next year? Not sure. I wasn't too crazy about the queue for race packs -- standing in line for almost three hours was a bit much for me. It seems like we could've done with fewer runners, despite the proud proclamation from the organizer's chairman. The race-day logistics could've been better as well.

Then there was what was effectively 4-month commitment of running 3-4 times a week. I don't know, it just seems to me like a whole lot of pain and time and sacrifice. Full marathon is no joke, that much I can tell you.

Then again, if 42K were easy, my grandma would run every year.

So far, this site -- yes, this site -- looks all right. Page jumps a bit when I click on that video. No biggies.

Loading speed is not bad. Of course, the true performance test would only come later, when I start feeding vampires and co.

So far, I've had but good experiences with Google products. Well, Reader still doesn't allow me to rename my folder/tag/label -- would you guys please decide already what you want to call it -- but it's nothing major. As my colleagues are prone to say: it's no P1. So yeah, nothing but high hopes for this Chrome thing.

I'll let the pros do the proper reviews.

Nah, not nine -- although it proves that of the 10 kinds of people, you belong to the binary-literate kind.

In fact, it's 10 and 1. No, not two and one -- although it proves that you belong to the persistent binary-literate kind. It's ten and one.

As in, the tenth anniversary of yours truly leaving uni and the first of sticking with the current company. That's right, August 14 is my double-anniversary.

I just plurked my last plurk.

(And now, I'm gonna plurk to my plurky plurk while plurking with these plurks plurkily.)

I just realized that I could never love it. I'm sorry, Jin, I tried. I really did. Hard. All right, maybe not that hard.

Not sure where it failed me. Probably the karma thing? It did rub me the wrong way. Kinda like that MLM stuff, where you simply have to keep buying their products just to maintain a certain amount of commission.

I would like to change my profile's background, please. (Oh, that would be 10 karma points, sir.)

You know what the problem with Facebook is? It allows you to have only one status at a time. So, here I am, turning to this old thing called blog.

Huh? Blog? Do people still do that these days?

Yup, you heard that right.

Oh, speaking of Facebook, I just joined Plurk. Sounds like one of those durian types. Anyway. Now I find it too tempting not to set up a so-called social networking site of my own and start harvesting passwords.

In response to Jeng May's question -- accusation? -- here's something to pad the stats until I overcome my "blogging is gay" syndrome.

Actually, I'm not even sure syndrome is the word. Perhaps block would've been better. As in, "blogging is gay" block? Ask her.

After multiple failed attempts at shooting a proper video, my respect for those YouTubers goes tenfold. That above was more a product of "oh, what the heck, I'm not doing this anymore; let's just post that crap" than being satisfied with the result.

Current music: none
Current mood: happy

Another Good Friday. Another rainy affair.

All is well in the world.