Sing Bi

My inaugural Singapore Biathlon, and i was lying next to COA during muscle rub! How cool is that? Anyway, first time swimming a single loop of 1.5km (desaru HIM was 2 loops of 1km i believe), and it was.... mind numbing. Just kept swimming and swimming. Got kicked in the nose once and whacked in the cheeks twice. Emerged with my goggles and swimcap intact at around 36mins. Not too shabby! The run killed me though. Theres something wrong with my right knee. Had to jog (instead of RUN) about 2km before the endorphins kicked in and i could really start burning up gravel. Came in slightly below 1:30 i believe. Not too bad, although i'm limping now.
I think everyone should give endurance sports a try. The atmosphere is really quite cordial. Everyones really supportive of noobs (me included. As in, i'm a noob, not as in i'm supportive of noobs, although i am, clearly), just try not to kick too many people's faces. I guess the main aim is to have a healthy lifestyle, and let me assure you, going to the stupid gym is definitely not enough for your cardio needs! I mean, its all good if you need to show off your swanky new nike gymwear, but ahem... those late night suppers aint gonna lose themselves through your pores you know!

Lost.

I was at Timbre the other night. Timbre, for the non-nightlife crowd, tempts fate by maintaining its alfresco demeanor, and whose business plan probably reads "A music bar whose revenue is inversely related to the amount of rainfall collected in the reservoirs." I would love to be there when the skies open up halfway through a set. I dont think Jack's jokes can penetrate the air of misery then.
I was about to solve the mystery of why my pint of Erdinger costs $16.20 when SuperSarcasticSuperwoman (lame^10) arrives, decked out in mordant black. Presumably, there's no villains to mock tonight, she's looking all normal in typical officewear. Conversation degenerates to grunts, gestures and eye-rolling and i've realised something then. Something that has been gnawing at my brainstem for weeks. I have a banality breeding field around me. Everywhere i go, conversations become trite, anecdotes boring, jokes cliched. Even SSSwoman couldn't save her ass. She left early. Wimp.
On a brighter note, my alcohol tolerance is at an all-time low. Two pints is enough to get me buzzing! Tis good for my liver... i guess. Obviously good for my wallet.