The Straits Times Run at the Hub 2015

I was looking forward to this run because days before the race, I received a reminder that my Straits Times All-in-One Package was expiring soon. Having participated in last year's edition of the race and clinching a top-25 finish, I had received that as an entitlement. 

However, it did not happen this year. The top-25 finish happened. Though not the same entitlement. Instead, it was modified to a digital package (apparently of just about equal price, but obviously not of equal value). Nonetheless, this race was a pleasant race for a few reasons :)

Firstly, I didn't have to collect my race pack. As I'm not the most social runner, I don't run in groups or that kinda thing, hence I do not routinely meet other runners. This means I frequently race alone and collect my own race pack, sparing unique circumstances whereby a bunch of friends and I sign up for the same race, in which case I may seek their favour. I had signed up for the ST Run with Brenton, hence he was extremely helpful in collecting the pack for me.

Secondly, this race had a decently dense field of fast runners. Obviously I wasn't unrealistic and contending for a podium finish, hence it wasn't a threat to me. Instead, it was of benefit that I was not running alone for too much of the race. Company is always preferred by me (more on this later).

Thirdly, I think I ran this race pretty strongly (though not maximally), in comparison to a relatively poor race the week before, the SMU Mile Run 2015. I admit that was a difficult race to pace, but I suspect I could have produced more extreme negative splits if I had approached the race with more zeal.

Lastly, I thank God that the haze spared the morning of race day. None of the above three points would have mattered if the race was cancelled. And I'd have been really disappointed that I had missed two out of four of my races in September due to the haze.

Anyway, regarding the race itself, flag-off was prompt at 6.30am. I saw a couple of Kenyans, along with Bijay and his friend (and wished them luck!), in addition to notable local "elites". Also saw Brian a little distance away before we began. This year, I didn't have as much trouble getting towards the front of the race pen. The roads (on the drive to the venue) were much clearer compared to last year when I participated with my dad (and he had to drop me off, lest I did not make it to the first wave).

With a fast start as always, I quickly tried to settle into a comfortable pace. I had company - which I was very thankful for. As with every race, a couple of runners started to fall behind quickly, while Ron and another runner caught up with me and moved along. I was pretty surprised with a 3:54 first split as the effort certainly didn't seem to justify that.

I attempted to be cautious about the effort... yet in doing so, I ran a 3:49. Granted the second km took us down Nicoll Highway, it wasn't that significant a descent. Nonetheless, I trudged on comfortably (at that point of time). 

At some point of time, I caught on to Ron and his buddy. I don't quite remember when exactly, but it was pretty early into the race. I had previously saw Ron at last year's ST Run and SCMS. He was certainly capable of running faster times than me. However, since he didn't seem too keen on running too quick today, I was happy to have his company.

The race was largely uneventful, with both Ron and I running near each other (often with him leading), until we merged with the 18.45km runners. Somehow it didn't feel as congested as before, probably because marshals (and some of the female lead bikes) were asking slower runners to keep to the left. I noticed that I was starting to tire (the best indication is when I begin to frequently find myself wondering when the race would end) and a tiny gap was gradually forming between me and Ron. 

All was good until around the 7km mark, right under the Benjamin Sheares Bridge where a hydration station was located. There, a major bottleneck formed. Unwilling to try to weave my way through the crowd, I ran onto the grass on the left, only to realise that some (low-lying) bushes were obstructing my return to the asphalt and I risked running on uneven grass for too long. I decided to jump into the bushes (sorry plants!) to make my way back onto the path. Naturally, this cost me some precious seconds and the implication? I was a good 3-5 seconds behind Ron. It doesn't sound like much, but that's arguably 15-20m and I never made up the distance. The only positive was that he was constantly clearing the way for me as he cleared the path for himself with repeated shouts of "on your right".

The last few km was tough. I had stopped looking at my watch after the first half of the race. By then, I was convinced I could run a sub-40 due to multiple sub-4min kms. Though encouraging, as I wasn't expecting to run a particularly quick time for this race, I didn't have much motivation to press on hard. Unlike SCMS 2014, whereby I could tap into the months of training prior to race day, I admitted that I didn't really train hard (or specifically) for this race. In fact, didn't even bother with much of a taper. 2 days? That was about all. This (the mindset) was definitely reflected in my slower splits and I was really hoping that the race would end. The only significant aspect I recalled from then was passing the 4th-placed lady, Suzanne Walsham and her bike (though now, results suggest she was 3rd?).

Crowds of 18.45km runners in the final km. Credit to While You Run.

The gush of cold air hit me (it really did) as I entered the stadium. It was certainly an encouraging feeling, a smile emerging from my face, as it spurred me to try to muster a bit of a kick down the straight, in recognition that the race was nearly over. Furthermore, the sight of a low 38:XX ticking away was a pleasant surprise even though I was convinced the course was slightly short. In a couple of seconds, it was indeed over and I certainly was glad.

Thanked Ron (who I then got to know) for his company. I certainly wouldn't have been able to run my time if I had lacked his company. For a reason now unknown to me, I had the opportunity to talk to Angsar. Thereafter, I managed to briefly catch up with Brian who told me he's been running for RP. Last but not least, I saw the Gurkhas Bijay and his friend (in retrospect, I've figured he was Suresh - the 10km Men's 2nd runner up). Thereafter, a 2km jog around the sheltered stadium and then back home (via MRT, not jogging).

More than pleasantly surprised with today's performance :) Strava data here.

Preliminary Results out 3 days after ~ The digital subscription can't compare with the All-in-One.

SMU Mile Run 2015

The only reason why I decided to sign up for this race was the cost. For the individual category, the Early Bird price was $37 and the Normal rate was $42. Definitely costly. Until National Day arrived, whereby the organisers offered 50 registrations at 50% off! $21 for a unique (route wise) 4+km run - that was acceptable by my standards ~

Fort Canning Park was a relatively convenient location to access - complemented by the fact that the flag-off wasn't particularly early - this meant that I could easily catch the MRT (and not even the first train). Though the briefing for the Men's Open was scheduled for 7.15am, it wasn't till about 7.30am till it happened - and my wave (the 1st wave of about 8 of us) was flagged off at 7.40am. I was a little disappointed as having noticed the various participants at the Lee Kong Chian School of Business (Assembly point), there were definitely strong runners around. I was keen to run alongside a couple of strong runners in order that we could drag each other long. Alas, it wasn't to be as my wave only had 1 strong runner, a Gurkha (whom I later found out was called Bijay) who was well beyond my reach.

Right from the horn, Bijay bolted away and was quickly out of sight. A few participants with clearly mispaced efforts (judging from their audible breathing and exponential slowing after a few hundred metres) were around me at first, though it wasn't long till I found myself running alone. The route was certainly challenging and I was somewhat prepared for that - having had a brief chat with Chester while waiting for the pre-race briefing. I deliberately made sure my breathing was controlled, consequently running a relatively slow first lap in 6:27 (glance at the results below to see how it compares with other participants). I was a little concerned about my unfamiliarity of the route, particularly without anyone in front of me that was within sight... I wouldn't consider all the directions of greatest clarity, but marshals were placed at most points of ambiguity. One of the many descents included intermittent steps as well - I took care to avoid any injuries. Last but not least, being in the first wave, I ran through an area that seemed to be densely filled with hanging spider webs, definitely not the most pleasant sensation. (Thankfully, subsequent rounds were clear - presumably due to the other waves of runners.)

Steep descent...Round 1. Credit to Running Shots.

Finishing the first round. Credit to Sentient Moments.

As I approached the start (and finish) point, the third wave had just started, hence I was faced with a sizeable crowd (15+?). That necessitated some weaving, though it also provided some company. This wave was much more similar to my abilities (in contrast to Bijay who was simply out of reach or even sight), hence I was definitely appreciative of this. I gradually overtook a few runners, though immensely thankful for the company they provided in comparison to the first round. The second round passed pretty uneventfully and I soon began my final round. (Multiple rounds remind me of...ward rounds, pre-rounds...)

Round 2. Credit to Running Shots.

I started to feel the fatigue setting in. It was psychologically draining to figure out how to pace myself. I quite certainly erred on the side of caution, evidence of that being the comfortably strong finish of my third round, after which I remained pretty mobile (a clear sign of having too much left in the tank). Thereafter, I had a chat with Bijay (that was when I got to know his name) and we realised we had seen each other previously at Serangoon Stadium (where I had done one of my last workouts before the Pocari Sweat Run 2015). He had completed his run in about 17-flat and I was absolutely certain he was going to be the champion. I was actually wrong.

Round 3. Looking so similar to the previous photo. Credit to Running Shots.

Not so comfortable by now. Credit to Running Shots.

Post-race, due to the unspent energy, I proceeded with a jog around the vicinity before spontaneously deciding to perform a few hill repeats. (I must have passed the Running-Shots photographer stationed along the hill about...8 times). Thereafter, a jog back to the finish line and a friendly conversation with Bijay as we headed back to the LKCSB. As part of the Gurkha Police Force, he has spent about 5 years in Singapore. We're both running next week's Straits Time's Run 2015 (10km) as well - though he is looking to finish in the 33-34min range, definitely a contender for the podium!

Thereafter, I spent some time at the LKCSB, during which I had the chance to briefly catch up with Desmond and grab a photo with Bijay (and grab ice cream as well). Only lingering long enough for the Men's Open prize presentation, it was then that I got to find out Bijay was the runner-up to Liu Yuan Chow, who is Singapore's U15 Boys 1500m record holder with a time of 4:15.81 - and he's run 4:09.4 in January this year. He is a runner in quite a league of his own for his age. It was then time to head off, proceed with a short strength workout and then attend service ~

Results out within a few hours! :) Corrected ranking of 11 after factoring the Team category.

Strava Data

My new found friend :) He didn't warn me that he was gonna flex!

A Cause Greater - Race Against Cancer 2015

Sure, the Race Against Cancer was Cancelled. Yet the cause and hope remains to one day, cancel cancer. We may or may not be able to cure all, yet I believe we can cancel the fear. Why? Because there is no fear in love, because perfect love drives out fear.

Completed.

Read the full article at JustRunLah!

Singapore Aquathlon 2015

My first sponsored race ever! Not due to athletic performance, but instead, in exchange for a pre-race write-up and a post-race review. No complaints from me and many thanks for JustRunLah! for informing me about this opportunity :)

As this was my first multisport race, I was feeling pretty excited. The aim was to soak in the experience (figuratively... and literally). In addition, having glanced at the previous year's results, I felt that a top-10 finish in the category (Sprint, M20-39) was reasonable, though not a goal.

The night before, I hurriedly glanced through resources I could find pertaining to an aquathlon. I never bothered attempting to rehearse a transition (or an open water swim). I didn't even know what the transition area would look like! There was a pretty useful article on JustRunLah! and I was certainly thankful for that!

Come race day, I made my way to East Coast Park about an hour before flag-off. I spent some time watching earlier categories being flagged-off, prepared my transition area (and mentally went through the motions), deposited my bag and received my body marking. Thereafter, a quick stop to the restroom before attempting a short warm-up swim.

A few minutes before the scheduled flag-off, we entered the starting pen. I wasn't planning to be right near the front of the line (though towards the right end; the race was a counter-clockwise swim), though since no one else filled the area, I obliged. Promptly at 9.10am, my category was flagged off.

The first 30m was a mass (or mess) of flailing bodies. I deliberately wanted to experience such a start, having heard about such chaos being expected. Gradually, we strung out and then began the steady swim away from shore. I had no difficulty sighting, though I found myself constantly drifting to the right (recall that the course was counter-clockwise), possibly due to the current (or my inexperience). In addition, my wrist tag (for entry into the transition area) came loose. I definitely couldn't be swimming while trying to grasp onto it, therefore I stuffed it into my tights (thanks Bryan...and more on it later).

By the time I hit the major right turn however, I was immediately beside the buoy. It was a relatively uneventful swim back, apart from one occasion where I decided to swim blindly and I veered off course a little. Thankfully, a kayak reminded me to keep to my left in order to return on course. The swim was completed in slightly past 17mins. My target was 20mins for the swim and transition - and given my poor adherance to the tangents, I thought that was quite decent!

Transition was awfully slow, though I wasn't in much of a hurry. A volunteer informed me that I was in 16th and I knew that I would catch a handful along the run, it being my primary discipline. At the transition, I dried my feet, drank a sip of water, started my Garmin FR15, put on socks and double knotted the laces on my shoes, put on my HRM (chest strap), grabbed my singlet (with the race bib attached) and began the run out of the transition area.

I had trouble getting my shirt on, event as I was running. Despite choosing a relatively loose shirt, it certainly wasn't easy getting it on. To complicate matters, my HRM was constantly slipping down towards my belly. I also found out that I accidentally paused my Garmin. When I finally resumed the Garmin, got my HRM strap back up (only for it to slip down again) and wore my singlet, I found the race bib flapping violently - the right side of the bib was not attached! The bottom right pin was nowhere to be found, while the top right pin was still attached to the bib. In the midst of the run (and my falling HRM strap), I miraculously managed to pin up the top right corner of my bib and then began my quest to overtake as many as I could. I was feeling a sharp sensation along my tights as I ran, yet I was clueless as to what it was (and it isn't the easiest thing to adjust while running). With some modification, I tried my best to resolve the discomfort.

Trying to get the watch on. Credit to Running Shots.

Along Bedok Jetty. Credit to Finisherpix.

The run was relatively uneventful. I probably started a little faster than I wanted, having previously intended to run a strong negative split (instead of a minor one). I passed the distance markers constantly ahead of the beep of my Garmin, though that was probably due to me accidentally pausing my Garmin at the start of the run. Nonetheless, by the time I crossed the finish (with much overtaking going on), I was sure that the course was slightly (200m?) short (or else I'd have PB-ed in a 5km, while participating in a Sprint Aquathlon). My Strava data for the run is available here.

Oh, one interesting aspect was that the tape was held up for me at the Finish. I was pretty curious and wondered whether they did that to all participants (I noticed the runner in front getting the tape as well), as I was absolutely certain I wasn't anywhere near the Top 3 in my category. Thereafter, the medal was placed around my neck as the timing chip (which they constantly stressed to return!) was detached from my freshly bleeding ankle (sand abrasion). Thereafter, I also found out the sharp object in my tights was actually my wrist tag.

Couldn't quite bother to decide which one to upload so I uploaded all. Credit to Finisherpix.

Live results were accessible! :)

Preliminary results. Shocking! 1st for the run in the Sprint category :)

Official Results were released later the same day.

As expected, nowhere near the Top 3! Yet 4th place (cat) comes as a present surprise for my first multi-
sport event (and open water swim), with not many expectations and not much effort! :)

On a separate note, a quick check on the PSI revealed that it was in the unhealthy range :(

Bolt

Crashing

Credit to Running Shots.

Credit to RunNUS' Facebook page.

Strava data available here. My HR was a little steeper than intended and the hills were even steeper. 

2XU Compression Run 2015

A free race bib was available, albeit one of the opposite gender. Nonetheless, I didn't hesitate to contact the donor :)

I was half prepared to run half (or thereabout) of the half marathon during this race, held on 2nd August 2015 (after being postponed from March). A couple of friends, known and unknown to me, were participating in the half marathon category. Furthermore, having taken a pretty long break from running, by my standards at least, I knew I would love to get back and join the local running community. From the race guide, I knew that the route would take runners along lots of public spaces - such as East Coast Park and Gardens By The Bay. Therefore, there wouldn't be anything incorrect about "crashing" the race if it was after all, public space, hmm..?

Thus, an actual race slot would allow me the legitimate right to "occupy" the race. Well, disregarding the fact that it was another runner's...though since she wasn't there there was additional "running space" that would have originally been occupied by her. I understand that not everyone may agree with the ethics of this action but may we agree to disagree. 

However, having just been informed of this slot a day earlier, there was some preparation that needed to be done. First, I needed to figure how I wanted to run this, now that I was to actually complete the full half (now that sounds funny). Having returned to running barely a weeks prior, I was obviously in no state to race this (and doing so would probably cause me to contend with the female podium finishers - unnecessary attention). Eventually the plan was to run with Andrew (aiming 1:45) for the first 10-12km, before stopping to wait for Jacq + Joseph to run alongside them for the remainder of the race. Well, the former didn't happen and the latter only happened in part.

I was fortunate enough to be given a lift by Jacq's dad, though that was pretty early, at about 3.05am. Though I had went to bed at about 9.15pm the night before, I probably only managed a few hours of sleep. We eventually reached Nicoll Highway around 3.25am, before proceeding to jog over to The Float at Marina Bay. By the time we reached around 3.40am, there was a long snaking queue for the shuttle buses to GBTB. It was only at around 4.15am that we boarded the buses, and we alighted just minutes before 4.30am. I knew I wasn't going to get flagged off in the first wave. This meant the likelihood of not being able to run with Andrew (or so I thought), hence shattering the first half of plan for the half.

I entered the race pen about a minute after 4.30am. By then, I had already heard the first wave being flagged off. There seemed to be two more waves ahead of me. Wave 2 started at about 4.40am. I was prepared to be in Wave 4 (flagging off possibly at 5am?), but surprisingly, they allowed us to enter the back of Wave 3. I inched my way towards the front, hoping to miraculously get a decent starting position and perhaps even find Andrew (whom I presumed had already been flagged off) along the way. If I failed to find him, I was still planning to get a decent steady-state workout for about 10km.

At 4.50am, my wave was flagged off. The initial few minutes involved plenty of weaving, but the crowd strung out quickly and I found myself inching towards the leaders of my wave. Understandably, the leaders in my wave weren't moving that quickly. I was pretty surprised with a 4:30 first km split as that was certainly faster than what I was expecting. Though it felt pretty comfortable, I recognised that the first km in every race was always deceptive, hence I eased off a little.

The next few km passed pretty uneventfully. Having decided to run with my phone (the first race ever run with a phone!), I attempted capturing anything of mild interest though unfortunately, under the cover of darkness, nothing really showed up clearly. Most of the first half was run between 4:20-4:40 despite the moments of dead stops in order to try my luck with night photography without a flash. It wasn't long before I was heading towards the U-turn point, slightly past the 9km mark.

Some athletic sharks spotted along ECP.

Due to my inconsistent pace as a result of the crowds and photography, the increase in effort was perceivable after about 7km. Nonetheless, this was still well within my comfort zone and had I wished, I probably could manage at least 15km holding the pace. This was a major encouragement because just days before, I found it challenging completing just 3-5km anywhere close to 5mins/km. After 10km, I eased off as my intended workout was completed.

Along the way to my designated meeting point with Jacq, I did find a runner who I offered to run with and he seemed pretty thankful for the company. Barely accompanied him for 2km before we arrived at the hydration station that I agreed to meet Jacq at, hence I bade him farewell. Thereafter, it was some waiting and walking/jogging back to the U-turn in search of Jacq. Depreciation of my muscular fitness was pretty evident as I could sense potential cramps when I tried to bend over or stopped walking. While waiting, Kelvin from Delta/my fellow disruptee shouted out as he passed me.

Eventually, we caught sight of each other and it then was a challenging remaining 10km back to the finish. Nothing too eventful and we managed to get onto Fort Road just after 7.00am. Thankfully we weren't diverted.

The sun comes up it's a new day dawning.

It's time to sing your song again.

Capturing a photo of one who's always been capturing photos of us. Credit to Running Shots.

Here it is! Thank you Running Shots.

I must admit, though this run wasn't aerobically challenging, the sheer duration (nearly 3 hours of the race) of keeping on my feet was pretty exhausting. I certainly was thankful for the privilege of running this race. It's a pleasant twist to get to experience what it feels like to run in the middle of the pack as it does require mental fortitude. Therefore, kudos to all the runners who try their best even if you take some time - because every additional minute out there is one more minute of hard work compared to the faster few.

After the race, we collected our entitlements (I was rather embarrassed to be collecting a female Finisher Tee) and a bunch of freebies. Met Kenn Siang from Delta and Joseph as well. Pity I didn't get to find Wilson. I later found out that Andrew had also started in my wave and hence we actually could have run together.

3 X Us at 2XU. 

It's been so long...CWSM.

The Instagram photo booth took us forever.

Well this was a half of two halves. I'm now hoping to get back to some adaptable training over the next few months!

Oh yes, not forgetting the results (released 2 days after the race!).

I wonder how I placed amongst males. Strava data available (though I didn't quite adhere to the route).