One lovely quiet Friday morning at pulau Pramuka. I thought I could manage a half hour solitary swim in the sea from a wooden jetty. I mean I did an open water trial in pulau Putri. And I did Bintan triathlon for goodness sake. This should be a piece of cake, right? So in I went. I could only manage a five minutes swim before a panic attack set in that forced me to swim er.. more like to frantically flap my hands and legs like a mad dog back to the jetty. I didn't count the factor that at both events there were other swimmers. Darn! I haven't really conquered my fear of swimming alone in the sea.
Back from floating in a blissful world. Heard nothing but my own heartbeat and my bubbles. Kissed by the sunlight and the moonbeam. Hugged by warm breeze, dancing clouds, endless sky, laughter and double rainbow. Still swaying.
So far I entered three races: a 5K, a 10K and an 8K. In all three I always get butterfly in my stomach prior to a race. Sometime it lasts for a week before a race, other times it doesn't start until a day before. It's not that I worried if I could make it or not, I know I can because I followed an online training program rigorously. I think I'm overly excited and thrilled to be part of a race; to feel the adrenalin flowed from fellow runners at the starting line, to will my feet to keep going and to taste the sweet victory at the finishing line regardless finishing time. Yay! \(^.^)/ I hope this is not a newbie jittery.
