im totally zonked. My feet is currently enjoying its blissful moment. My whole body is weared out. Limp as a lettuce. im finally at home. Bliss.
Id just returned from the beach at sentosa. And its not just the sparkling blue ocean, the velvety soft white sand, the swaying coconut tree, the relaxing music in the background, the nice shops and huts selling chillos and tres delicieux ice-cream, a sky so blue, so vast. Pple were playin volleyballs, swimming and basking in the impact of the soft waves, bulding sandcastles.
Despite all of that, Yes despite alll of that temptation!...there's the cruel part of it all...the sand! Yes the sand i hear u ask. Its the horrible soft white sand! They're so soft they wear u out totally when ur running! Evrytime u take a step, u needa take extra effort to pull ur feet up for yet another step. And i guess u'd have understood something by now..i was there for yet another training. And guess what? Rauf wanted us to run on the sand for 40 minutes! U wish! ok so it wasnt as horrible as id expect. in fact..id been imagining stuff. Yes imagining again, bout pleasant stuff. Thank goodness. therefore i dont think i was really tired.. we were allowed to run wherever we wanted round sentosa..but specifically the sand. Unfortunately..evryone stopped running at 15 minutes. we were touring round the area instead catching a nice view..then there was this train like car...fetching pple around..u just call out to the driver and he'll stop and let u board. Arabel claimed she had a gr8 idea and decided we shd all run behind the car just for fun. She'd thot it would be fun. then we started running behind it and we were all laughing real madly..and there was this tourist guy in the car who wanted to film a video of us which made us laughed even harder and ran onto the proper pathways. and we even found out that even the usual hardworking ones were wondering round the area touring the place and having fun - instead of training. in fact, anyone who is anyone was enjoying themselves. i bet rauf wasnt blind to that fact. In fact half way through after 35 minutes..he asked evryone to stop and just play. We ate our lunch at Burger King..went back to the beach where we found the others totally wet and pushing others into the sea. I didnt wana get myself wet so we basked in the richness of the sun, sitting on the sand, tanning ourselves and building sandcastles. i soaked my feet a lil and let the tide bury my feet, got myself a teen fashion magazine and sat there. But i kept wishing i was home. I wanted to just get a bath! time passed and it was time to go..we didnt wana take the monorail to the entrance of sentosa so we walked all the way there...it was raining and my feet was killing me. walk, walk, walk. finally in the bus at last. i wasnt very comfortable sitting on the seat cos the fabric was rough plus i was wearing and extremely short pair of shorts so i took a piece of cloth from my bag and sat on it. Slept throughout the journey. And now im home. Happy after my bath. And i couldnt be more glad.