Trees, Motherfucker!

Most of the mornings I'll be at Subang Lake, hoping to run as far as Dee can (10km), work on my cardio and stamina. So far so bad, 1 month into off-on running, can only do 3km max before coming to a halt (its 1.4km around the lake). By now, I am familiar with the faces around there. The gold hair uncle and his 2 friends, 'Chunky' the Malay uncle, the crazy Indian dude who run I-totally-lost-count laps, the 2 aunties who gossip and complain about everything everywhere everyhow whenever I run past them, and a fat fella who just listen to the mp3 and walking around. That's not gonna help your flabby every-joint, fat ass.

Subang Lake. Yes that's Sauron's tower rebuilt.

Very nice hor the view above? Wait till you run one round, then another. And you'd wish you can throw up on the spot. Firstly, no MILFs (if thats what on your mind) only old aunties. And then, TREES, MOTHERFUCKER! When you look in front its the rough concrete, left and right, trees after trees after motherfucking trees. THE HORROR THE HORROR. Sometimes there will be something BIG splashing in the lake, I don't know what's that, only saw the splash and huge ripples on the water surface. Finally there's a bunch of Pakatan Orang Tua doing Tai Chi there with the ngi-ngi-ngo-ngo sound from the radio.

Fucken bugs

If you're going to run there, let's just say 6-7am is not a good time to start. Before the sun really breaks through the clouds, there are a lot... I repeat, a-motherfucking-shit-loads-type-of a lot little white bastards flying/buzzing in circles on the running path. I went and goes BAM, a faceful of bugs for you, thank you very much. And then that disturbed my breathing while I run. KNN. When the sun comes up a little bit, these little fuckers will go hide and play their chase-my-ass-in-circles somewhere darker.

Oh hi there!

3km nia. Le sigh, that's 1/3 of what Muay Thai fighters run daily. If weather's not so grumpy later at about 5pm I'll probably head there for another 3. Never see who runs there at noon. Maybe some MILFs for me to wash my eyes instead of trees, trees, trees, motherfucking trees again. Yeah, I still get stares, especially my legs, maybe they're thinking "Waffak is this VCD seller doing here running around?"

Same ol' same ol'...

Same ol' problems
Same ol' days
Same ol' story
Same ol' game
Same ol' hustles
The same ol' way
Same ol' situation
Same ol' days