joglog #5

yeah... i know.
it shuld read "Joglog #5 & #6"... it has been my 'short term' goal afterall, to at least stick to the weekend jogs until it's like the eve of CNY.
=)

but then, life's full of uncertainties right? .. full of twists and surprises, things dont always work as planned right? Well, well, .. i'd made it sound all gloom & doom, when in fact, it had just been an itch. a coffee itch. yeah, late nite bucking way into 3+ in the wee morning,... i simply could not crawl outta' bed at 8AM now could i??? ... (tsk tsk..!)
oh well then i guess, the end-to-end, purpose-filled mall-strolling at 1Utama both new and old wings shouldve done the jog, i mean, job for the day.


now this, this is my Joglog #5 .. for today. Sunday. bright, beautiful sunday.
(note: the sun at 0931 to 1000 was truly, a burning lot... )

now, tell me.. what do you do when half way through your jog, you hear the national anthem being aired?

.. was already nearing the padang when i saw the crowd. i'd already noticed the number of cars parked way out and inside while i was making my way in. pretty normal for a weekend morning. just last week, i saw some busloads of young, fit, & pretty good lookin' tarcians in some Amazing Races of their own. so anyway, turned out they had another one of those corporate do's today .. a hari keluarga was in full swing at the field but wait a minute, why was everyone just standing still, terpacak in the grounds? So i paid attention to the background noise, peeled my ears away from kris allen's heartless, and heard the national anthem being blasted from the direction of the stage. tiba-tiba i got kalut. should i stop my jog and just plant myself halfway there too? ...

.. Dutifully i stood there, with both my hands neatly by my side, facing towards the direction of the song, with the rest of the family day participants that had nothing to do with me. not lifting even a finger to brush the sweat dripping down the temples, a result from the sudden halt from my already warmed-up jog..

that, i guess, could've been what i Should Have Done.
'stead, i just trickled down my pace to a walk. still not stopping the way i should in order to respect the anthem, i whipped out my mobile and took a shot at it all. the sea of tents and the sea of tudungs.
sigh... to be fair to myself, i could still see some others walking about outside the field area. my guess now? they were irrelevant people like i was, not there for the corporate do. what difference does it make actually? when it's the national anthem that we're talking about here?
oh well, i am guilty as charged. no plea to be recorded.

perhaps, just perhaps.. evening jogs would spare me all the dramas. no sane corporate co. will hold their events on a sunday evening right???





another itch scratched...