Finished a Half-Marathon

September 22, 2007

I'm going to reiterate myself here. So there I embark upon the finish line thinking "My God! It's only 08:10am - I just finished a Half-Marathon and yet! I'm still freaking sleepy!"

The very thought of getting up early at 3:00am put me into deep sleep right at 8:30pm the previous night. For a start of 5:30am, I should be at the vicinity around 5:00am for which I need to leave at 4:00am from Kihei *location of the island at it's very natural - for people who didn't u'tand - I meant uncommercialized*. Half an hour was kept for getting ready so that would be 3:30am… You must be thinking why I got up at 3:00am? Well - A woman always has to give herself half-hour to look around for that missing earring, to make sure she's looking good *by good - I strictly mean "thin", and if not, then to resolve any self-esteem-shattering matters.
After all this calculation - I left at 4:10am. Why? You figure it out!

5:30am! That early?! God himself meant for it to be sleeping time. Anywayz…looking at thousands of other people just gave an adrenaline rush and was just wondering "c'mon people start the run!."

It was not just an event for the runners but also for people who woke up and sat in front of their houses just to cheer us up. It's a different matter that if they tried to sleep in that noise, they'll blow themselves up. Some of them invited their extended family and friends and it was a day to "barbeque"… What struck me the most was a really old guy who tried at his age, to pump air into a musical instrument. By the look of his body, it seemed like all the air from his lungs went to the instrument - and he was relying completely on the instrument to get some back. Well! His motto was achieved! - he did get some attention and made our pain look molecular. It's disturbing how strangely people do nice things around here.

My favorite part throughout the run was the scenery. There was a point where I actually went back to the movie "Troy" - and I say anything else - rest is left upon imagination...