Tuesday, May 17, 2005
of painful sunburns, ugly tanlines, and the occasional summer storm
it feels so good to be back online. i don't even wish to talk about my weekend, but i apologize if i was uncontactable then.
but today was a start. make tt my first water training. my morning run was horrible. in fact, my morning wqas horrible. a five-car collision along dunearn road (of the rear-kissing sort) made me 10 min late for training. ended up running from kallang mrt to sdba, just in time to catch the run. and then after such a hiatus of not running, the breathing problems totally set in. and my muscles were aching from misuse... and worse, halfway through i got abdominal cramps. and then i got dizzy and according to vic, my symptoms were similar to those of fainting. good thing i didn't faint. it would have been so embarassing. i guess it was coz it was so fucking hot. and i was dehydrated.
but the rowing was good. damn suan, damn chuan. after not rowing for such a long time, it feels good to hold a paddle and pull water again. although the new stroke and stroke rate leaves me damn chuan, and now my right back muscle aches like hell. it was screaming during the sets, but i know i was not alone. the whole boat was suffering together. of course tt makes me feel better. and it was damn hot.
oh. and there was this dead rat floating by the pontoon tt was lying on its back and was totally bloated. vic imitated it, then used melissa's paddle to poke at the rat. and on the other side of the boat melissa was happily dipping her hands into the same water tt the dead rat was floating on.
yuckz.
oh. but it started to rain heavily around 11.30am. now THAT is a summer storm. was raining so hard tt the drops fell painfully on my skin and obscured my vision. we took refuge at cosy bay until the rain lessened. however, the storm did nothing for my tan. i look chao tar now. ONE measley training and i look malay again. ARGH.
and i have ugly pimples. wail.
ooh. but we went to subway for lunch. i like subway. even though i get so famished after training one sandwich doesn't seem enough at all.
and we watched summer storm, tt german r21 movie about a rowing team. or rather a rower in a rowing team who is gay and is forced to confront his own sexuality.
i liked the movie. highly watchable. expected more from the sex scenes (wahaha. i'm a perverted bitch), but we could more than relate to the movie in terms of the training: the running, the weights, the rowing (altho i've never sculled)... well, except for the sex (none of tt here), the guy-girl r/s (nope, nada), the guy-guy r/s-es (no guys here you see), and um... oh yeah, the homophobia. it seems homophobia is a world-wide phenomenon. seems to affect non-gay male rowers esp. i've heard a theory tt non-gay rowers who are closer to being gay tend to be more homophobic coz of self-denial.
still... it's a strangely apt team movie, i guess. even if it wasn't all tt team, the leads weren't tt hot; the protagonist looked gay anyway, and the training in the movie just made me totally sian diao, possibly coz 3 hours of tt in the morning is enough without another 2 hours more. not to mention all of us were damn lock cock in our dressing today. we all went to orchard in t-shirt and shorts, and for me, i only have running shorts.
after tt i went over to the church to help my mom sort stuff out for her thrift shop project. my dad is still mad at me. threatened to cancel my phone line. parents.
in other news: photos taken from melissa's birthday outing at acid bar last tues:
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
but today was a start. make tt my first water training. my morning run was horrible. in fact, my morning wqas horrible. a five-car collision along dunearn road (of the rear-kissing sort) made me 10 min late for training. ended up running from kallang mrt to sdba, just in time to catch the run. and then after such a hiatus of not running, the breathing problems totally set in. and my muscles were aching from misuse... and worse, halfway through i got abdominal cramps. and then i got dizzy and according to vic, my symptoms were similar to those of fainting. good thing i didn't faint. it would have been so embarassing. i guess it was coz it was so fucking hot. and i was dehydrated.
but the rowing was good. damn suan, damn chuan. after not rowing for such a long time, it feels good to hold a paddle and pull water again. although the new stroke and stroke rate leaves me damn chuan, and now my right back muscle aches like hell. it was screaming during the sets, but i know i was not alone. the whole boat was suffering together. of course tt makes me feel better. and it was damn hot.
oh. and there was this dead rat floating by the pontoon tt was lying on its back and was totally bloated. vic imitated it, then used melissa's paddle to poke at the rat. and on the other side of the boat melissa was happily dipping her hands into the same water tt the dead rat was floating on.
yuckz.
oh. but it started to rain heavily around 11.30am. now THAT is a summer storm. was raining so hard tt the drops fell painfully on my skin and obscured my vision. we took refuge at cosy bay until the rain lessened. however, the storm did nothing for my tan. i look chao tar now. ONE measley training and i look malay again. ARGH.
and i have ugly pimples. wail.
ooh. but we went to subway for lunch. i like subway. even though i get so famished after training one sandwich doesn't seem enough at all.
and we watched summer storm, tt german r21 movie about a rowing team. or rather a rower in a rowing team who is gay and is forced to confront his own sexuality.
i liked the movie. highly watchable. expected more from the sex scenes (wahaha. i'm a perverted bitch), but we could more than relate to the movie in terms of the training: the running, the weights, the rowing (altho i've never sculled)... well, except for the sex (none of tt here), the guy-girl r/s (nope, nada), the guy-guy r/s-es (no guys here you see), and um... oh yeah, the homophobia. it seems homophobia is a world-wide phenomenon. seems to affect non-gay male rowers esp. i've heard a theory tt non-gay rowers who are closer to being gay tend to be more homophobic coz of self-denial.
still... it's a strangely apt team movie, i guess. even if it wasn't all tt team, the leads weren't tt hot; the protagonist looked gay anyway, and the training in the movie just made me totally sian diao, possibly coz 3 hours of tt in the morning is enough without another 2 hours more. not to mention all of us were damn lock cock in our dressing today. we all went to orchard in t-shirt and shorts, and for me, i only have running shorts.
after tt i went over to the church to help my mom sort stuff out for her thrift shop project. my dad is still mad at me. threatened to cancel my phone line. parents.
in other news: photos taken from melissa's birthday outing at acid bar last tues:
Wendy doesn't like cameras. :)
# posted by Kitana @ 5/17/2005 10:55:00 PM 
