I thought I was crazy when I ran just to catch up with bus 15 today. I ran as fast as my legs could bring me and my heart almost stop beating because it was beating rapidly that I could not find a time to grasp for air. I have to calm myself down by working on my breathing so as to keep my consciousness alive. Then, it happened again for the same service number for different timing. I did not want to wait for another 6 mins so I ran again just to catch that approaching bus as 'tipped-off' by sgBuses app.
That's when I realized, I need to get the exercise done otherwise I'll be the one fainting when trekking to Mae Sariang.
When I got home, I was so motivated. As if motivation will run with time, it just diminishes as time passes by. I was busy getting worship tracks for my running! I even had the route figured out and stuff. When I looked at the clock that showed 11.30pm, I just gave up and waited for my mum to finish bathing so that I could have mine.
This is not the first time la. I kept postponing, waiting for that right time to go run and climb stairs. I just don't want to be offered seats when I'm on bus or in MRT. Sigh.
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