Somebody.

My fitness has been steadily dropping recently. Due to the tight schedule my unit has - Army Open House, NS45 display, minister visits etc. Of course, this isn't an excuse. I, myself, have been too lazy to make time to do some exercising. 

As a result, I find myself panting after sprinting for the bus as well as my jeans getting tighter. The feeling sucks, because you know that your fats are just depositing themselves at your thighs. 

Therefore, as of last week, I decided to go on a self improvement week thing. 

Which failed, terribly. I ran like twice, yet the rewards I present myself were more than what I deserved.

It was worse this week, as I had block leave but just couldn't bring myself to go for a run. 

2 hours ago, I sat there, thinking. My friends are exercising a soccer match/outing within the platoon. And I wasn't really invited. 

I don't blame them, I've made it a point to tell them that I don't enjoy playing soccer. 

But the fact that they are having some sort of physical activity while I chow down on my Double Western Bacon burger just makes me feel uneasy.

Therefore, I decided to go for a run.

I usually run a short one, since I have to slowly build my stamina back. Something like 3km, which consists of a lap around the estate opposite my flat and then to Dunman Sec, then down to Tampines JC, past my house and back to Dunman Secondary School. 

Since it's been so long that I've ran, and I just had Carls Jr this afternoon, I decided to run 2 laps today. 

So just now, while running the first lap, I noticed this girl running in the opposite direction. We first ran past each other at the 29 bus stop at Dunman Secondary. I soon concentrated on my running and didn't give it any thought.

We met again near the bus stop under my house, and I noticed now that she actually looked pretty cute, but that was it. In an instant we were past each other and I continued down my path.

On the second lap, we crossed paths again, this time at the front gates of TPJC. This meant either she's slowing down, or I'm speeding up. 

I thought about this and soon we ran past each other. 

Determined, I set myself a goal to run faster, to see if I could widen the gap between our next 'rendezvous' point. 

And I succeeded, because the next place we saw each other again was near the bus stop just before the one at my house. Which was a good 200m or so. 

And then something happened.

Suddenly, some sort of impulse came up inside of me and I felt like saying Hi to her. While I prepped myself for it, She suddenly looked away just as we closed in. 

It seemed like a sign of rejection to me, and whatever courage I had built up inside me collapsed away.

I then told myself, 'Okay, let's go for a third lap, and if you see her again, you will say Hi to her.'

So there I was, actually going for a third lap, something which I have not done for a very long time. I could feel my chest burning a little, as while my mind thought of the girl and said 'Go! Go! Go!', my blocked arteries were telling me 'No! No! No!'.

I pressed and I pushed on, finally we met again, at the junction outside TPJC.

So I plucked my shattered courage, pieced it together, and harnessed it to produce to following conversation.

'Hey! You going for another lap?'

'Oh hey, haha, uh yeah, 1 more.'

*Wow, her voice is really sweet, high pitched, but in a very cute way*

'Oh wow, you're good.'

'Ha-ah (nervous/panting) thanks..'

'Where are you stopping?'

*Points to the junction behind me*

'And you?'

'I'm stopping over at Dunman Sec there. Well, nice to meet you.'

'Nice to meet you too! Ha-ah.' 

We waved, and then carried on along our journey. 

The last time we came across each other was at the bend just before Dunman front gates. Nothing happened this time though, we just smiled at each other and waved a final goodbye.

And I ran for a total of 7km tonight. I know, it's not a lot. But for a man who's recent daily diet consists of Ruffles, Lays, Mee Siam and dinner at 10pm every night, not to forget washing everything down with Orange Juice, 7km is quite the feat. 

And I did not get her name, or even her number for that matter. I didn't need it. I mean, it feels good to know some people are okay with holding small talk with a complete stranger.

I was half expecting the 'stares at you awkwardly' kind of reaction and of course, I was glad it did not happen.

Now with people like her, I just might go jogging more often.

Who knows, I might see her again.

I promise you guys, if I do, I will ask for her name.

As for number, well...

*cues music*

"I threw a wish in the well, 

Don't ask me, I'll never tell 

I looked to you as it fell, 

and now you're in my way~"