PEOPLE. i need some explaination for the turnup on saturday, 14/11
training was at macritchie. the cross country team was supposed to come, it was not an OPTIONAL TRAINING
the turnout? you could count it with your hands.
i understand if those who are not in the cross country team do not turn up, but what about those who are? If you want to get into the team, the least you could do is turn up for training. I hope to see people actually put in an effort. I dont want a team where people turn up for activities,they think are fun and then skip training. if that's the case, why don't we scrape the cca outing and farewell?
it is CCA. CO-ciriculum. not ECA extra. If you have an MC, valid reason or such, please tell corrina.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
i saw this article in the runner's world magazine and its a really motivating piece. may take some thirty minutes to read, but its really worth the time.
you can go google 'zola budd' first though.
Zola Budd's Running Story
AFTER THE FALL
Think you know the story of Zola Budd? Think again. Even if you remember how the barefoot prodigy broke world records and was blamed for Mary Decker's Olympic nightmare, her story has more heartbreak and considerably more weirdness than the legend.
By Steve Friedman
Last autumn, at a pretty clearing nestled 3,333 feet above sea level in North Carolina's Blue Ridge Mountains, 194 female collegiate distance runners gathered to run a 5000-meter cross-country race.
Many were tall and slim, rangy and loose-limbed in the way of college-aged distance runners. They came from North Carolina State and Clemson and Davidson and Miami and other colleges and universities, and it's a safe bet that no matter what burdens any of them quietly carried—anxiety about grades, boyfriend troubles, or less specific but no less real woes—none had ever faced the combination of worldwide shame and personal loss that had battered the middle-aged woman in their midst.
She was neither tall nor slim nor rangy. She was 42, brown as a walnut, slightly thick in the middle. When the race started, she jumped in front. The young runners knew this was an open race, that oddballs could run if they wanted. But what was the runner in front thinking? Maybe she wanted to feel the sensation of leading a race. Maybe she would quit after a few hundred yards, then limp back to her grandkids and tell them about the day she led some real runners. Maybe she used to lead races, back in her day.
Some of the coaches looked at each other. She had a nice stride—there was power to it, and precision. She wasn't just a weekend jogger out for a laugh. The coaches could tell that, even if some of the young runners could not. She kept the lead even after a quarter mile. More coaches watched her, and for at least one of them, and maybe more, who beheld her curly hair, and her speed, and the way she had that little hitch in her style—elbows slightly too high, a little too wide—there was something familiar.
Her coach had told her to take it easy, that she didn't have to lead from the beginning. He had warned her against going out too fast. He had warned her that a gigantic hill sat in the middle of the course, and that if she went out too fast, the hill might swallow her. Now more coaches were looking at her, a curly haired, middle-aged woman, legs like pistons, elbows flying. What they saw didn't make sense. She was decimating their college athletes. She ran the first mile of the race in 5:18.
No slightly thick, middle-aged jogger could maintain that kind of pace. She was slowing down. And now the giant hill in the middle of the course was looming. And the young athletes were tracking the sun-cured, curly-haired rabbit down. They were clear-eyed, long-limbed, remorseless. They were on the big hill now, and they had caught up to her and they were going to pass her. Her coach couldn't help it. She had ignored his advice. Still, he couldn't help it. So Jeff Jacobs yelled. "Go, Zola!"
"Zola?" another coach asked, and stared at the runner. Other coaches stared, too. Zola? It was impossible.
Mention the name Zola Budd to the casual track fan and you'll likely get one (or all) of three responses: Barefoot. South African. Tripped Mary Decker. Those were the boldest brush strokes of her narrative, and they continue to be. But the legend of Zola Budd is, like all legends, simple and moving and incomplete. It is made of half-truths, exaggerations, and outright lies. She did run barefoot—but so did everyone else where she grew up. She did refrain from speaking out against great and terrible injustice—but so did a lot of other people older and wiser. She did suffer stunning setbacks and tragic losses, but much of her misfortune was worse than people knew, the losses more complicated and painful than most imagined.
the rest of the article:
http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-243-297--13308-0,00.html
the classic example of someone who keeps running.
you can go google 'zola budd' first though.
Zola Budd's Running Story
AFTER THE FALL
Think you know the story of Zola Budd? Think again. Even if you remember how the barefoot prodigy broke world records and was blamed for Mary Decker's Olympic nightmare, her story has more heartbreak and considerably more weirdness than the legend.
By Steve Friedman
Last autumn, at a pretty clearing nestled 3,333 feet above sea level in North Carolina's Blue Ridge Mountains, 194 female collegiate distance runners gathered to run a 5000-meter cross-country race.
Many were tall and slim, rangy and loose-limbed in the way of college-aged distance runners. They came from North Carolina State and Clemson and Davidson and Miami and other colleges and universities, and it's a safe bet that no matter what burdens any of them quietly carried—anxiety about grades, boyfriend troubles, or less specific but no less real woes—none had ever faced the combination of worldwide shame and personal loss that had battered the middle-aged woman in their midst.
She was neither tall nor slim nor rangy. She was 42, brown as a walnut, slightly thick in the middle. When the race started, she jumped in front. The young runners knew this was an open race, that oddballs could run if they wanted. But what was the runner in front thinking? Maybe she wanted to feel the sensation of leading a race. Maybe she would quit after a few hundred yards, then limp back to her grandkids and tell them about the day she led some real runners. Maybe she used to lead races, back in her day.
Some of the coaches looked at each other. She had a nice stride—there was power to it, and precision. She wasn't just a weekend jogger out for a laugh. The coaches could tell that, even if some of the young runners could not. She kept the lead even after a quarter mile. More coaches watched her, and for at least one of them, and maybe more, who beheld her curly hair, and her speed, and the way she had that little hitch in her style—elbows slightly too high, a little too wide—there was something familiar.
Her coach had told her to take it easy, that she didn't have to lead from the beginning. He had warned her against going out too fast. He had warned her that a gigantic hill sat in the middle of the course, and that if she went out too fast, the hill might swallow her. Now more coaches were looking at her, a curly haired, middle-aged woman, legs like pistons, elbows flying. What they saw didn't make sense. She was decimating their college athletes. She ran the first mile of the race in 5:18.
No slightly thick, middle-aged jogger could maintain that kind of pace. She was slowing down. And now the giant hill in the middle of the course was looming. And the young athletes were tracking the sun-cured, curly-haired rabbit down. They were clear-eyed, long-limbed, remorseless. They were on the big hill now, and they had caught up to her and they were going to pass her. Her coach couldn't help it. She had ignored his advice. Still, he couldn't help it. So Jeff Jacobs yelled. "Go, Zola!"
"Zola?" another coach asked, and stared at the runner. Other coaches stared, too. Zola? It was impossible.
Mention the name Zola Budd to the casual track fan and you'll likely get one (or all) of three responses: Barefoot. South African. Tripped Mary Decker. Those were the boldest brush strokes of her narrative, and they continue to be. But the legend of Zola Budd is, like all legends, simple and moving and incomplete. It is made of half-truths, exaggerations, and outright lies. She did run barefoot—but so did everyone else where she grew up. She did refrain from speaking out against great and terrible injustice—but so did a lot of other people older and wiser. She did suffer stunning setbacks and tragic losses, but much of her misfortune was worse than people knew, the losses more complicated and painful than most imagined.
the rest of the article:
http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-243-297--13308-0,00.html
the classic example of someone who keeps running.
HEY!!! everyone, there's two reasons to cheer right now!
1. Exams Are OVER!
2. Training resumes next wednesday, 21/10/09
attendance is compulsory, so for those who have been studying hard, do get some training in before training resumes, there is still time!!! try getting your teammates to go for an hour long run. Lately i came across a MOTIVATING article so will post that too.
till then, everyone keep running!
1. Exams Are OVER!
2. Training resumes next wednesday, 21/10/09
attendance is compulsory, so for those who have been studying hard, do get some training in before training resumes, there is still time!!! try getting your teammates to go for an hour long run. Lately i came across a MOTIVATING article so will post that too.
till then, everyone keep running!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
For those who did not turn up for the first training after H1N1 stop in cca, training dates have been stabilised again. With effect from 29th July 2009 (Wednesday) , training will be at 2.30 every Wednesday and Friday, so everyone please be punctual :D
For those who are unable to make it, please inform me (wanping) and also corrina (she takes care of the attendance, btw) . If you are unable to make it for the Wednesday or Friday training, we'll go to down to SRJC on either Tue/ Thurs, so everyone will have at least two days of training a week (unless due to unforeseen circumstances) .
Please inform me a day in advance if you cannot make it for the Wed/Fri training, thanks.
So everyone, keep running!
For those who are unable to make it, please inform me (wanping) and also corrina (she takes care of the attendance, btw) . If you are unable to make it for the Wednesday or Friday training, we'll go to down to SRJC on either Tue/ Thurs, so everyone will have at least two days of training a week (unless due to unforeseen circumstances) .
Please inform me a day in advance if you cannot make it for the Wed/Fri training, thanks.
So everyone, keep running!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
C boys
37 18:47:52 Kanessan Gunasegaran
39 18:50:07 Tan Hong Liang
85 20:26:50 Nah Yeow Pang Shawn
97 20:50:53 Ng Jun Jie Sean
150 22:10:06 Tay Wei Sheng
158 22:24:37 Royson Tay Wei Jie
C Girls
62 21:03:05 Lai Jang Wai
82 21:49:74 Corrina Tan Li Ying
103 23:08:73 Harriel Thai Jia En
142 24:39:91 Maziyyah Najihah
194 29:47:14 Selas Tiong Siu Loi
B Boys
26 16:57:44 Tham Hao Rong
53 18:10:13 Samuel Goh Jin Long
152 20:21:74 Lim Chia Yuan
179 20:46:35 Alvin Chong Jun Xiang
297 24:28:03 Ryan Poon Yung Chieh
B Girls
11 17:46:20 Chua Wan Ping
31 18:58:64 Chuah Ke Hui
43 19:52:85 Rupini Piragasam
71 21:07:53 Nikki Pearl Chan Yun Ling
179 25:16:42 Nur Hazimah Bte Anuar
196 26:21:98 Tan Yi Ying
- Congratulation Wan Ping!!
- If your name's not there there's no timing & position.
Credits
http://www.schoolsports.sg/sssc/cross_country/results
37 18:47:52 Kanessan Gunasegaran
39 18:50:07 Tan Hong Liang
85 20:26:50 Nah Yeow Pang Shawn
97 20:50:53 Ng Jun Jie Sean
150 22:10:06 Tay Wei Sheng
158 22:24:37 Royson Tay Wei Jie
C Girls
62 21:03:05 Lai Jang Wai
82 21:49:74 Corrina Tan Li Ying
103 23:08:73 Harriel Thai Jia En
142 24:39:91 Maziyyah Najihah
194 29:47:14 Selas Tiong Siu Loi
B Boys
26 16:57:44 Tham Hao Rong
53 18:10:13 Samuel Goh Jin Long
152 20:21:74 Lim Chia Yuan
179 20:46:35 Alvin Chong Jun Xiang
297 24:28:03 Ryan Poon Yung Chieh
B Girls
11 17:46:20 Chua Wan Ping
31 18:58:64 Chuah Ke Hui
43 19:52:85 Rupini Piragasam
71 21:07:53 Nikki Pearl Chan Yun Ling
179 25:16:42 Nur Hazimah Bte Anuar
196 26:21:98 Tan Yi Ying
- Congratulation Wan Ping!!
- If your name's not there there's no timing & position.
Credits
http://www.schoolsports.sg/sssc/cross_country/results
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