My plan to take it easy and walk through the race was a complete and utter failure. Muiz got me running from the get-go. What can I say? He knows how to push my buttons HAHA. So, left zarul and fit' in our dust, whilst we are dealing with othe people's dust. Tried our best to get a number, zooming past everyone, but then our lungs kept failing us. Sweating and wheezing our slow butts off. In the end, I came with a revelation; "Muiz, why dont we brisk-walk?". It answered all our prayers. But, a little too late, since we were already a few brisk steps from the gate. sigh. Oh well, we had fun.
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