You Only Live Once
Sigh.
Nothing but bad news in the last week, or so.
Jogger raped and murdered; and one of the Penguins, Terence is diagnosed with a brain tumour. And I’ve been running about 3 to 4 times a week, each time about 30-45 minutes on the treadmill. But my lack of running pales in comparison with a rape, murder and brain tumour.
Puts things into perspective doesn’t it? How fragile life actually is, and how things can be so uncertain.
Although I don’t know Terence well (in fact I’ve spoken to him only a few times) I feel very sad for my fellow athlete. In fact, after reading Azwar’s blog on Terence, I am reminded of the very limited time we have on earth. I started getting emotional and felt the urge to call my loved ones. All sorts of thoughts went through my mind- was I good son, have I done enough to make me proud of them? Do I treat them well? Since getting married, I have been seeing my parents less. And as a husband, have I been doing enough? What about as a son-in-law? Or as a brother?
I spent at least 2 hours of last night thinking about all this. Sitting on the balcony of my apartment, looking out to the greenery. I went to bed at about 230am, but didn’t sleep much. It has been a pretty grey morning for me.
Work-wise I’ve been busy. Like Kenneth, I think that running in the year 2006 will take a back seat. I miss running with the gang. I miss the lunches and the banter that goes along with it. I truly miss running in KLCC and Kg Pandan. Sorry, Coach. I just can’t make it to track. Shine, if only it were true that I was training with Paul Tergat. Haha.
Otherwise, apart from running, my schedule has been- wake up, go to work, leave work (around 730pm-830pm daily), head for dinner (around 9pm- which is a really late time for me to have dinner), back to the apartment, and running on the treadmill for a short while. I’m certainly not in race shape.
Friday’s here- good news for me, at least. Those running this Sunday’s 30k race, all the best and have fun. Think of Terence. What is running a 30k compared to experiencing a brain tumour and having to go under the knife and then for chemo? Live Strong.
Nothing but bad news in the last week, or so.
Jogger raped and murdered; and one of the Penguins, Terence is diagnosed with a brain tumour. And I’ve been running about 3 to 4 times a week, each time about 30-45 minutes on the treadmill. But my lack of running pales in comparison with a rape, murder and brain tumour.
Puts things into perspective doesn’t it? How fragile life actually is, and how things can be so uncertain.
Although I don’t know Terence well (in fact I’ve spoken to him only a few times) I feel very sad for my fellow athlete. In fact, after reading Azwar’s blog on Terence, I am reminded of the very limited time we have on earth. I started getting emotional and felt the urge to call my loved ones. All sorts of thoughts went through my mind- was I good son, have I done enough to make me proud of them? Do I treat them well? Since getting married, I have been seeing my parents less. And as a husband, have I been doing enough? What about as a son-in-law? Or as a brother?
I spent at least 2 hours of last night thinking about all this. Sitting on the balcony of my apartment, looking out to the greenery. I went to bed at about 230am, but didn’t sleep much. It has been a pretty grey morning for me.
Work-wise I’ve been busy. Like Kenneth, I think that running in the year 2006 will take a back seat. I miss running with the gang. I miss the lunches and the banter that goes along with it. I truly miss running in KLCC and Kg Pandan. Sorry, Coach. I just can’t make it to track. Shine, if only it were true that I was training with Paul Tergat. Haha.
Otherwise, apart from running, my schedule has been- wake up, go to work, leave work (around 730pm-830pm daily), head for dinner (around 9pm- which is a really late time for me to have dinner), back to the apartment, and running on the treadmill for a short while. I’m certainly not in race shape.
Friday’s here- good news for me, at least. Those running this Sunday’s 30k race, all the best and have fun. Think of Terence. What is running a 30k compared to experiencing a brain tumour and having to go under the knife and then for chemo? Live Strong.
posted by pm19 at
11:41 am
1 Comments:
Justin Hopman (oppose to Dustin Hoffman). I can understand your veary and fear as you are right, life is short but never give up living. Eventhought I am out of job for a couple of month but I kept my spirit going.For you know you are not alone.You have all of us (me,your parent, PMs and your wife. Anyway you are a good husband, son and brother.
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