Wednesday, December 14, 2005
And I ran. Literally.
With Kamie!!!!! Can you all believe it... She came all the way from her house in Jupiter Road to Yishun stadium, for ME!!! And no prizes for guessing who was late. I KNOW. I should be shot, sorry kamie.. This Friday we're going to Macritchie to run some more!! How exciting.. Not only that, we're going to take the tree top trail!!! Woohoo!! I've been DYING to find someone who'll take that with me, and at long last.
Kamie has GOT to be my new twin. She loves pink, she loves the same kinda songs as I do, and we share the same problem (thighs)!!
Move over, Shad, the ex-twin. Sorry, I still love you but maybe you and I need some time apart to miss each other abit.. Kidding!!!
Don't go away Shad, I need you. Ok I'm terribly digressing and, I sound so bimbotic. Sorry! So any of you lazy bears wanna join us? Cmon!!
8.30am at kamie's place. Don't be lazy!!!
Anyway, we ran 6 rounds.
Gosh, My jantung macam nak pecah! I dint think I could make it. But we did.. That was only the 2nd time I ran this year, the 1st was with Fuhan at school.. That was nice too.. I had a taste (feel) of Kamie's sinful Body Shop passionfruit shower gel, gosh it was soo good. Total indulgence. I'm gonna get myself a Body shop shower gel sthg too. Then Kamie had a funny accident (she'd kill me if I tell it here, or anywhere for that matter). After that we said Hi to the boys at the indoor stadium- Mat Noor, Fadzli, Mukmin, Nazri- and girl, also my name sake, Nurul Huda. They were playing badminton. (oh, and mukmin just called, apparently hafihz motor is treating all of them to pizza hut for lunch!!! Kamie!! We should have stayed!!) After that we had McDONALD's BREAKFAST (at least! no pizza hut, macs pun ok jugak perr..). What a perfect way to round the morning up. I had fun. Thanks Kamie!!
Hmm, I quite miss the stadium.. It holds some pretty nice and weird memories.. In J1, was there with rahman alot but I was really lousy then and I would run like 4 rounds then complain of stitches and leave rahman to himself as I tak-malu-ly walk back to the grand stand. Ish. After the run we'd like take a walk around, compare strides (his 2-strides is equals to my 3, maybe 3.4. What?! He's like 1.82 or sthg, that giant.) and he'd teach me some work outs to tone my arms or legs.. And after all that work, we'd go eat prata! or macs. Hahah!
Tak guna langsung! Then rahman got strong and I don't think I should even bother running with him; he'd have finished 6 rounds and I would have done only 2.. Anw, his gf would kill me. :P
With no-rahman my runs there were alil more leisurely and relaxed.. I'd breathe in through nose-breathe out through mouth. I'd open my strides (or not, depends on how fit I am at the moment). I'd feel the wind. I'd look forward to each bend in the tracks. I'd look to the centre line of the soccer field as a marker. I'd listen to Power 98 and laugh to myself or make myself finish 1.5 round through each 4-minute song. I'd think about things, about what to say, who to say it to, when. I'd think about b. I'd look at guys at the stands and correct my posture to simulate a baywatch babe. I'd run through the rain. Man, I miss all that.
Gotta get back into routine. Anw....
It's my parents anniversary today!!! Their 36th! This morning at breakfast I salamed them and said "Selamat Pengantin Baru!" and my mum said "Belum lagi!! Pukul 9.30!" Apparently that was the time they got nikah-ed. As I was busy rushing around the house getting my stuffs together, they were just sitting at the dining table recollecting about what happened that day, each interjecting the other at points where one recalled more and where the other missed out some (random, insignificant, yet somehow important) detail. And they kept laughing.
I wanna laugh too. Alot alot with the husband. I want to love him even when he's old and flabby. And him to touch my hair and smile even when it's white, or gone.
InsyaAllah.. InsyaAllah I'll have a happy marriage and InsyaAllah that my parents will laugh til the end of time and in akhirat, together.
I realised it's quite nice to just sit (lie) here and type away.. Reminds me of all the emails that I would compose to Shad.. Why do we write? What issit abit the things that we consciously put down in words rather than just leave, swimming in our brains or heart or some inner depths? Why do we want to make permanent of them?
Still so many things to say! Abt Cerpen (Alhamdulillah it's over, and I'm pretty darn proud of it :) ) and abt dinner 2 nights ago with Maly! Some other time; I've got to get my butt down to town now to catch suriana before she flies off to Aceh tmr. But here are
dinner photos!
Anw... I still love this Sway song la... thanks Kamie to infinity. :)
Play it and look at the lyrics below.
iFLEW @ 12:25:00 pm
to the now
