SELAMAT BERPUASA EVERY MUSLIMS. :)

Self actualisation.

one key important thing i should talk about.

Nike Human Race

how i prepare for the race;

1. woke up at 11am (race is at 4pm)
2. Eat five pieces of bread only. (i have no mood to eat)
3. drank around 800ml of water, not even a litre.
4. didn't stretch much, just a normal stretching.

Flag off!

I turned on my music in my Mp3,
and then i knew my position was around 1000++
There's sea of red runners in front.
This is my first time in a 10K race,
So I thought it was a 1500m event back in my secondary school days.
I give everyone a chase, my speed went above my limits.
I am not tired at all, i can feel the wind as i overtook those hundreds of people.
my strides was so large that even a man who's RUNNING got overtook.
I can almost see the first person from my view.
He was just a short little chinese guy.
At that point of time, I already covered 3km.
I tell myself, should i try closing the gap between myself and the leaders?

My "first time being in this race" tells me, "why not? give it a try"
That tells me to go even faster, stronger.
I took chase with some of the ones in front.

But on that particular time, I can't control my legs.
They will never stop, and my mind kept on telling me to RUN!
So my pace stays the same, until i overtook this chinese guy.
He turned and looked at me, he said "come on zul!"

He was my secondary school classmate,
He have been training so well that i could even see him as top fews now.
Before he have problems running, and now, he's already in front of me.
When i saw him, i could not even think. Totally.

I tell myself, "zul, dont move at this speed or i'll die."
4Km covered and my speed were uncontrollable.
4.5km, my view turned white.

And i felt someone hugging me from the back.
It was Jackie, an old classmate who were so close to me in Sec 2.
The last thing i heard was "hang on there brother!"
When i opened my eyes, i turned hysterical.
I was lying on a stretcher with 2 medics by my side taking my pulse.
I can hear them saying on the walkie talkies.

"CASUALTY at 5KM mark"
0793788 down. (thats my number)
I shouted, "No! i still can run! let me run! please"
I really dont know what was happening to me.
I kept on shouting, "please sir, let me go please."
A man sat beside me and tried to calm me down.

He said "No, your pulse is going beyond your limits."
"You are suppose to be in the blue tag timing, which is 60minutes.
Not red tag wave timing which is 50minutes!" he added.
He held my hands down and said, Its still so early and you were runing way too fast my friend!"

they held me there. For hours.
When i realised i really was "paralysed"
I knew, i can't be there at the finishing line as early as i thought.

What i did before the race was purely a mistake,
I didn't even eat anything.
Hydrate myself,
No, i didn't do that.
My mind was poking myself.
Don't Run, or i'll die there.
I overcome that and told him, okay im fine now.
He said, okay, let me check your pulse again.
100++
He totally said, No. You cant, im sorry. Please do not pressure yourself.

I frowned and then smiled at him,
"thank you for your help" he smiled back and said "its okay, you have to rest, if i were you, i will wait for the next race."

I nodded and listened to him, i tried to move, But my whole body is totally paralysed.
Leg cramps, fingers cramped, everything. And my heart was like going way too fast.
Never before i felt that bad.
Then i recalled what he said earlier, "i was going too fast" i look at my watch.
30minutes plus.
And i can still see thousands of people trying to Jog their way past that 5km mark.
Then i agreed to myself, Yes i was too fast.
But too bad, that was the biggest mistake i made.
I have to stay right with the medics for almost an hour.
I kept on drinking the 100plus given to replenish.

then i told myself, "okay, thats enough. i had my day"
I vomitted, and my heart pacing was going way off my limits.
I still couldn't breath properly.

That place was crowded with casualties, people having the same problems and yea.
I loooked at them, i asked them, are you going to continue?
they said, Maybe.
I looked at my watch, it was 1hour and 20++ minutes
Then i wore my shoes back, and tell that man.
"hey, can i go now?" he said, "promise me you will not run"
I smiled and replied "okay, i will"

I walked till the 5.5km mark,
And I ran, cause i just can't walk during a Marathon.
My body automatically ran just like that.
I overtoook hundreds, perhaps thousands of walking people.

i smiled and tell myself "come on at least finish the race"
I ran through with great difficulties, my lungs was in great pain.
I tell myself, "i dont give up so easily, lets talk about this at the finishing line"
I finished off at 1hour42mins.

"Alhamdulilah syukur, i get to spend my ramadhan fasting."

I went for dinner with brothers engseng and Kay.
They were so patient waiting for me, they were expecting me to come before 1hour,
But i was obviously late, they were worried and lucky i got up to meet them rather then going to the hospital.

I thought i was emotionally broke down that will lead me to decrease of performance in soccer.
I tell myself, how am i going to get back my touches with my situation like this?!
I tell myself, how am i going to face my school track later if i cant finish this damn race?!

I guess i overcome those too, with my mindset.
I learnt, never let your mind control you next time round.

At first, i tell myself, NO MORE MARATHONS.
But when i ended at the finishing line, LETS TRY THE NEXT MARATHON! :)

I will never give up. :)
And I already had my lesson.

Thanks to everyone who supported me,

Sayang,
K,
Engseng,
Chewling,
Elly,
Mq,

The others!

I just finished having my "sahur" (pre-dawn Meal)
And my legs are still in BAD condition. Weak.
I just want to share my story with you people.
Loves. :)

Will keep updated. :)