Lovely uncle at stadium

Ssup!

About an hour before leaving the office and I have a little time to write here now!
Last week was a week of recovery after seven days of fever, flu and diarrhoea. I was happy, like very happy! Haha you know, a feeling when an active person can't get her things done, does a comeback. So last week, I feel so fresh and happy to run again, after a week of not running. And last week I hit my highest mileage within six weeks of proper training! I clocked 60 km last week, yay. I believe I can do more, like most of people did.

I usually run at Stadium Selayang every morning, with easy pace and some abs workout (that doesn't work even until now hahaha), correcting my form and breathing, building up my base. Speedwork? Interval? Only once a week. I give myself chance to get better heart rate and aerobic zone.

But here's the real story...
One day, an uncle approached me after I finished my training session (7km of easy run) and said "You banyak hari training sini, bagus aaa". I smiled and keep searching for my bottle that went missing (I was so pissed off because I bancuh amino dalam botol tu and I needed it urgently!) But then when I realised my bottle was gone then I answered uncle "Sorry uncle. Haah saya training lari biasa je, mau kurus uncle" We kept the conversation and uncle asked me to do some speed work to build up some muscle and asked me to makan banyak (Hello uncle I gained almost 4kgs since February)

That uncle said he could see my improvement since the first day I ran there (I was touched idk why maybe because I feel loved and cared lol) and uncle is 83 now. But uncle runs a lot! Uncle said "You don't worry ok, if you be patient you will improve more, uncle happy to see youngsters run and play sport."

A thing that made me feel good when someone who doesn't even know us, gives advices and make us believe ourself better. Sometimes we feel about to lose hope, but God doesn't will.

Eh guys I gotta go now, ttyl!