Morning runs are one of my highlights when in Bangkok. In a city where traffic starts to build up by 7:30am, we discovered this oasis some years back: Benjakiti Park (pictured above), where in a small space, one could run in relative silence, detached from the smog and traffic noises just beyond. There are several such park oases in Bangkok: Lumpini, Benchasiri and Benjakiti. Continue reading “Silence in Bangkok: Peaceful Morning Runs”
I haven’t had a good mud run in a long long time. So much so that I actually considered putting my shoes through the washing machine, to my Loving Husband’s chagrin.
Breaking patterns and doing something quite different is good for one’s soul, if not for keeping shoes clean. When the road seems never-ending and fatigue starts to set in, it is time to do something completely different. The anxiety over breaking routine, followed by the exhilaration of the novelty; result: invigoration! Continue reading “Run in the mud: Nanowrimo Update Day 20”
I don’t always exercise in the morning as I sometime have driving commitments. When I do, I like to get out at dawn; I love the magnificence of the sunrise, the quiet of that time of day, and the drowsiness which curbs negative self-talk (read: too sleepy to mull over reasons why I shouldn’t hit the pavement). Continue reading “Guess who I met at the Singapore Botanic Gardens?”
I love running down Orchard Road, one of Singapore’s busiest shopping streets. There are huge department stores on either side of the 4-lane thoroughfare, which is typically crawling with vehicles. The wide walkways are often buzzing with people from all walks of life.
Except I am there before the hustle and bustle starts up; not quite the break of dawn, but early enough where there aren’t many pedestrians on the boulevard, save the few who are beautifying the streets for those who will visit in force in a few hours. I have the place to myself. Continue reading “Running to Stillness on Orchard Road”
I enjoy running on city streets; yet sometimes I take running in Singapore for granted. After the recent trip to Bangkok and running with some difficulty there, and then waking up this morning to a serious haze (the PM2.5 Air Quality index on aqicn.org logged at 153 Unhealthy at 8am), I have come to appreciate the days when we can go out and run safely. Continue reading “Green is the City”
This is the picture I have in mind when I think of Bangkok traffic: a dense conglomeration of vehicles! The pedestrian walkways are not much better during rush hour: people thronging on the uneven pavement, stopping occasionally amidst the push & pull of the crowd to buy food or knick-knacks from carts which line the busier streets. Continue reading “Running in Bangkok”
It was going to rain so it was overcast and cool; the air had that swollen feeling, like a watermelon ripe to burst; there was a eerie quiet despite traffic sounds in the distance. I could hear the birds sing with clarity, smell the pond, feel the brush of the wind. Everything was poised for something to happen …
But it never did. No rain yet.
Still, a perfect morning on record.
Feature Photo: Pinecone Ginger Flowers at the Visitor’s Centre, Singapore Botanic Gardens.
This past Sunday saw Loving Husband and I at the Terry Fox Run.
I’d like to think of myself as a zen runner, not overly fussed by timing, splits and such. So, the idea of entering a race is not particularly attractive: they are expensive, the crowds can be overwhelming, and the race Ts are usually scratchy & itchy. Continue reading “Running for a Cause”
As I sit at my usual window spot at Starbucks, I enjoy the airconditioning which makes an overcast & muggy day pleasant. As I daydream in the relative cool, I recall a message from my aunt in London that temperatures had climbed up to 18 degrees centigrade yesterday! Unseasonably hot for them.
While we had bemoaned the lack of snow while we were in London in December & January, it certainly wasn’t 18 degrees. And we did have a flurry morning, so we did get to enjoy some of the magic of winter. Continue reading “Glittering Grass”