That's my middle finger to you, @#$%^!

After yet another difficult work day yesterday, I was looking forward to my run at Lake Gardens to release all the accumulated, pent-up anger, stress and frustration. Called PM20 who informed me me that neither he nor Lawrence were running. Attempted calling Yaziz- staright to voice mail; Adam- no answer. I resigned myself to running alone. But, while parking my car, lo and behold, I saw Adam, Yaziz and John Tan walking towards the designated "starting line" at the Bukit Aman carpark. I quickly parked my car alighted and immediately hollered out to Adam to wait for me. I was so happy! At least I would have some company. I got changed quickly and after a quick pee behind the bushes, joined them. Because there was a floral show of some sort being held at the Lake Gardens, certain gates were shut. Most notably was the gate leading out towards the windy Carcosa road. So we decided to bypass runningon that portion of the park, and took the main road leading into Carcosa instead. That aside, it was ok. The park was congested with floral displays of various municipal councils- MBPJ, MBSA, and others, but we still managed to weave our way through. Forget about running there from today until the 16th July though, because you would have to pay an entry fee into the park. No exceptions, even for us runners.

Anyway it was nice to have some company, especially in the form of Adam, Yaziz and John. Thanks guys, you made the workout more bearable! Ran a total of 10k.

I've just bought the book "Duel in the Sun" which chronicled the famous Boston Marathon race of 1982 between Alberto Salazar and Dick Beardsley. Having bought it only on Sunday, I'm surprised that I've managed to devour half the book. It IS a good read- that is why I'm finding it difficult to put it down. Not only does the book cover the race, but also expands on the different paths both runners originated from, their approach to life, their training methods (both ran in excess of 140 miles per week), and how events, after the Boston race, "conspired" to painfully extract them from running. For Salazar, he was administered his last rites after the race (he drank only 2 cups of water during that race); his running was never the same again, and he was later treated for depression. For Beardsley, he had to retire from running sometime in 1983 due to irreparable Achilles injury; he further descended into drug addiction- more specifically, pain killers. The book is a compelling read.

Well, it's another bad day again. I do hope to leave the office by 630pm today but I'm not optimistic. And, because Lake Gardens is closed, I'm considering heading to KLCC park. If I leave at 630pm, I'm estimating at least 30-45 minutes to arrive there.

Then again maybe I might not be able to run today. See how it goes.

Mrs Rabbit is travelling to Europe on a business trip. Flight is tomorrow night, and she'll be away for one week.

I'm so glad it's already Thursday.