When there is a will, there is .. (usually someone dying soon.)

Okay, I have heard that as long as you have the will, it is stronger than skill. What they did not say is that the skill should be relatively near the region of the endurance required though.

I was talking to ah zhong a couple of days ago and he recounted how he had the will to go on, but his legs just broke down on him on the 26th km of the marathon he participated in last year.

I cannot imagine myself running 21.1 km, after cycling 90 km and swimming 1.5 km based on pure will, and using "sitting on the sofa watching american idol/prison break", or "grinding on countless mobs in my favourite MMO", as relevant experience. At least not yet.

I do believe that team boofie and the WuBz-crew, with the right mentality and a realistic and down-to-earth perspective, coupled with our natural mad-ass genes and ultra-competitive "grind you down" nature, not forgetting our extensive sports background as gay volleyball players and decent male cheerleaders *1, we should be just fine.

Watch out, aunties, grandmas, pre-pubescent children and infants! we are gunning for you!

you know who we are gunning for. so just cooperate and lay still.

Will is a funny little thing. So is alex's will(ie). Breaking the pain barrier and fatigue walls are part and parcel of the tri-experience, and having an abundance of willpower could help in that aspect. Thinking of the ultimate high - crossing the finish line, getting a completion medal; not wasting the 300 odd dollars of the registration fee in the process, and even mental images of the tears and cheers waiting for you during your final approach can spur one on to greater heights. Trust me, we will need all the will that we can get.

I have been psyching myself up for the weekend, where i will be getting basic equipment for the training next week. A cheap casio/timex sports-watch, a good pair of running shoes (Nike wide-soled) are on my agenda for this week. I might also consider a nice pair of speedos to swim in but I have not decided to take the plunge yet. (pardon me.)

Tennis might have to take a backseat for now, as i will be reducing the frequency of my practices to maybe once or twice a week. We only got so much time and this is my sporting priority. Being an ironman is never an easy path and that is the price we have to pay to scale our..our dreams. *fake tears welling up in eyes, choking up, ready to recieve the obligatory Oscar.*

On a sidenote, the French Open is starting next week and i will be rooting for roger again. the old fogey is fighting an uphill battle to win over his fans and critics for his lacklustre performances this year, but.. with his new coach and all, rog should at least touch the quarters and mesmerise the world with his sublime skills and impeccable style. hopefully, a certain someone (cough) will not make it FOUR in a row, and grind out a predictable victory.

I will be posting more on this weekend's training and boofie's new equipment in the next installment of the coolest blog this side of simei, and then some.

*1 : sorry, but i do have to say that the volleyball/cheerleading thingy aint team boofie. not to be picking on alex or anything, but i was actually describing his teenage life.