First stop - IMM Building at 8am to board the coach to KL. By 8.10am, we were still waiting around when the driver emerged to announce that the bus wouldn’t start. After more tinkling and kicking (yes, big kick in the rear) by the driver, the bus suddenly came to life at 8.30am.
Throughout the 5-hour journey, I was praying our bus wouldn’t leave us stranded on the Malaysian Highway. We made it safely to KL City, a little behind schedule, but better late than never.
Drink vendor selling colourful icy concoctions.A beautiful mosque under the coconut grove.
I simply love the mix of traditional and modern buildings in KL.
After collecting our race packs, our starving group settled for a 5pm lunch of roti prata, naan and tandoori chicken at Restoran Yusoof.
We got up at 4.15am to prepare for the run. As we walked to Lake Garden, we met many fellow runners making their way there.
The 20k run started at 6.30am. It was an uphill climb out of the park towards Bukit Tungku. My training in preparation for the arduous climb helped me to overcome the hilly run. I got winded so quickly during the last year's run, I worked diligently on my breathing this time and was surprised to overtake many people along the way. Let’s just say running uphill has never been my forte.
We were running along a very scenic route flanked on both sides by lush greenery and posh houses. Running on a tough route like this made the journey seem unusually long and grueling.
After struggling for what felt like forever, I finally arrived at the half-way mark nestled amongst a residential estate. By then my feet and knees were hurting so much, I began to shuffle. At the 14km mark, I couldn’t even run across the busy street. Thank goodness the traffic police were around to stop the traffic while I hobbled across.
When I saw the sign “4km to go”, it was a bitter-sweet moment. Under normal circumstances, 4km would have been a breeze but now my aching feet were screaming for rest! Suddenly, my phone rang. “What time are you coming home today? Can you bring me to the doctor?” YK was slightly unwell before I left and he wasn’t getting better.
Well, it wasn’t the best timing, not when I was hurting so much. “Ok, I will. Sorry, can’t talk now. I’m running.” I felt guilty hanging up on him but the race must go on… I vowed to contact him after I crossed the finish line.
What I like best about the KL runs organized by Pacesetters is the carnival-like atmosphere. After the run, we were given food and dessert coupons and of course, I was revived by the sight of food. The mee siam and chendol were simply delicious!
Not before I had my fill of peanut pancake and the famous 'Coffee King' before I leave KL!