42.195 km of Pain
Daily Ramblings, Interesting Stuff December 6th, 2009 @ 1430h
It was intensive. It was agonizing. It was full of immense pain. I managed to complete it nonetheless.
On 6 Dec 2009, from 0530 hrs to about 1130 hrs, I experienced what was probably the most painful six hours in my twenty years of existence. It was fraught with muscle cramps, joint pains at the knee and a never ending outlook.
My first 10 km was of no issue. It was at around 11 km when my knee started to give way, specifically the left knee. As a natural reaction, my legs decided to focus all its activities on my muscles instead, leading to massive muscle cramps on both quadrilaterals and calves on BOTH legs at about 15 km. The next 7 km was pure agony, having to stop a few hundred metres because I could feel a pull and tug at my muscles when I try to push on. There were several instances when both muscles on one leg decided to cramp and I was simply writhing in pain by the kerbside.
It was then a couple of Samaritans came to my rescue by offering me salt pills. I took them and the next 10 km or so was slightly better, with less intensive and frequent cramps. It was still pure torture trying to run out of East Coast Park. From 30 km to approximately 35 km, my knee decided to give way. It was now a combination of cramps and knee pain. I could not even run for a hundred metres without stopping from the pain. I practically walked most of the way till 40 km when I tried to jog to the end.
Throughout the whole journey, I was practically just zoning out. I wondered how I could have been so willing to fork out $65 to subject myself to such immense torture. I was even thinking of punchlines I am going to post when I return home from the run. I reckon that if I had not been through NS, I would have just decided to give up in the middle of the run. It was really sheer determination that got me through. I was determined to finish the whole thing, having already come so far (and of course having already paid $65).
Surprisingly, at the end of it, I was not as tired as I was during the half-marathon last year. It was the pain that was tempting me to just sit on the kerb and forget about going anywhere else. My left knee is now in a pretty bad shape. Walking will cause pain. I guess I will probably refrain from any lower limb workouts for at least a month. While walking from the Espanade to Citilink Mall, I could not hold my glee as I exclaimed “heng ah” when I saw the escalators were operating. A couple in front turned behind and smiled at us, fully comprehending our predicament. I could also empathise with those who cringed as they tried to sit down at MacDonalds’ where we had a very unhealthy lunch.
And oh, on an ending note, this is probably the first and LAST marathon I am ever going to run.




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