Training: Week 47 – 52

6 weeks till the end of the year. Slightly tweaked my training schedule to give it one last push so that it won’t look too ugly in Watergate 16h which is just 9 weeks away. My plan is to do B2B long run plus one day rest in between and repeat this cycle till race day. Distance of the B2B run will be increased slowly in each cycle, starting from 15km in a single run (or roughly so). Why this training pattern I really can’t tell, I just do it the less painful way with enough mileage, probably 80 to 100km a week. Oh yeah, and most of the run will be done on track or treadmill with the cushy Hoka One One. No I no longer have any bond with the brand but really the shoes are great for higher mileage training (shins were rather strained after doing long run on racing flat).

Week 48
28 Nov, Mon: – rest –
29 Nov, Tue: – rest –
30 Nov, Wed: 21km, 2:19, Treadmill
01 Dec, Thu: 15.5km, 1:32, Track
02 Dec, Fri:
03 Dec, Sat:
04 Dec, Sun:

Week 47: 84.2km
21 Nov,Mon: 14.5km, Treadmill
22 Nov,Tue: – rest –
23 Nov,Wed: 17.1km, Track
24 Nov,Thu: 16.2km, Track
25 Nov,Fri: – rest –
26 Nov,Sat: 17km, Treadmill
27 Nov,Sun: 17.4km, Track

Endurance Malaysia

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Yay finally got this done in 2 days, after 3 weeks of procrastination. Again, like the new TITI Ultra logo I did early this year, this is not something sophisticated but simple yet carry the essence of the brand and company. (Most importantly the client is happy with the final outcome and willing to pay) At first I’ve thrown in a lot of clichés coz that’s what the bosses like and, based on experience, that will get the job done much faster. Worst of all, among the clichés I was experimenting it with the early 20 century style infused with old school illustration. But that was fun really although they were all rejected (almost at first sight I suppose lol the fun part was patiently doing it like an autism kid). They wanted a “Brand logo” instead of an “Event logo”, something like an aircraft carrier in the South China Sea to park all their fighter jet, helicopter, warship and stuff thus it has to be general and multipurpose enough yet highly recognizable lol. So we played around with the initials, mutated from a few fonts of my choice. They picked the one of bold stripe with small portion of curves (the rounded corner). A very safe choice for a sport brand I would say. As what the bosses mentioned, it’s explicit enough to hint people of the initials. When it comes to color, SK insisted to have the E in red lol. Luckily this red he chose wasn’t very cina, more like a reddish orange (88% Magenta, 100% Yellow). The light blue (65% Cyan, 30% Yellow) did cool down the heat a bit. Black was totally avoided except the font below (Black 90+ %) to make it looks more refreshing and somewhat youthful (?). The font down there really need some retouch but then the client didn’t say anything so I might well keep quiet and save myself some times 😛 Basically that’s about it.  Again, YAY IT’S DONE FINALLY. (Already went out for beer)

All Apologies

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What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I say
Everyone is gay
What else should I write
I don’t have the right
What else should I be
All apologies

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
Married
Buried

I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I’ll take all the blame
Aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezer burn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun

Married
Buried
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
All in all is all we are.

Vincent

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul

Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colours on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists’ loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lover’s often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on name less walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
All the ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free

They would not listen
They’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will…

So Long, Marianne

Come over to the window, my little darling
I’d like to try to read your palm
I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy
Before I let you take me home

Now so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began
To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again

Well you know that I love to live with you
But you make me forget so very much
I forget to pray for the angels
And then the angels forget to pray for us

Now so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began

We met when we were almost young
Deep in the green lilac park
You held on to me like I was a crucifix
As we went kneeling through the dark

Oh so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began

Your letters they all say that you’re beside me now
Then why do I feel alone?
I’m standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
Is fastening my ankle to a stone

Now so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began

For now I need your hidden love
I’m cold as a new razor blade
You left when I told you I was curious
I never said that I was brave

Oh so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began

Oh, you are really such a pretty one
I see you’ve gone and changed your name again
And just when I climbed this whole mountainside
To wash my eyelids in the rain

Oh so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began