Thursday, July 18, 2013

Chicken Boobies

Chicken boobies please.

The right top quad is making a little squeaky feeling while the right hip is getting much lateral fatigue. Left hip as well.

Knees must be strong since Zul's going for cycling again. Quads must be solid. Lower back should stabilise. And that bloody core, where are the sic packs you promised?!

I heard he's going for Stand Chart 10K. So slow ah?

I am Zul's Plantar Fascia.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Radioactive Day

In the mornings, I think it's much more better and wiser to reject the public bus. We got so much over zealous families that are supremely determined to send their child to the doorstep of their schools, at the expense of others. 

I'd rather sweat it out, seriously. 

Furthermore, when rain comes, every machinery breaks or slow down. Even if that machine was meant to be in the rain. And as evident to how we humans have become part of a factory line, we work incredible slow paced when the heavens decide to cool us. 

Yesterday was just legs. Today, I'm targeting biceps and shoulders.

I am Zul's Plantar Fascia. 

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

A Little Comeback

So... 8s, 12s and 18s of dumbbell chest row send Mr Chest to abysmal.

Today will be Me Thighs. When will be my turn?

I am Zul's Plantar Fascia.

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Did I tell you? I ran my 10km in 2XU 2013 Race in 49 mins 11 secs. It is quite a feat yeah?

And then I saw the top 5. They did it in 20 minutes. !!!

No lah, wrong section. It's actually 30 minutes. SO I ASK MYSELF, can I stop wasting my 1 hour and run this 10 click in 45 minutes instead? BOY, I SURE WANT THAT!

And I thought of opening my run again today and do the traditional 2.4. But due to the frantic, sweat induced, worthy street soccer game in the morning, this right lower shin is a little busted. Someone sliced the top and it's leaving that fella a little bruised.

I really need to get my act together. Else, this body is just going to waste. Let's do this.

I am Zul's Plantar Fascia.

Saturday, February 2, 2013


Here is the deal.

With a timing of 9:21, it just means one thing; That I can push it. I can remove the limit. I can feel pain and I can become beyond what I am limited to.

Fuck critics.

I had only imagine having a timing of 9:55. Though I believe in upsetting fate, I never had was at a stage of being too confident. There is a fine line between determined and being over confident. It's way too fine.

It felt surreal. It felt that I ran a 10:00 pace. It felt that my thigh muscles weren't pushing hard. It felt that my lungs were not trying its best. It felt that I was lagging.

Thank heavens, I did it in 9:21. And without me straining. Wonderful.

I definitely can't wait for 10 clicks.

I am Zul's Plantar Fascia.