That's three consecutive nights of stuffing myself. And then IPPT on Saturday morning. The thing is, i still feel the same as i did 5 years ago when i was at my fitness-worst. Knowing i do Ironman triathlons, you must be thinking 'wtf la.. IPPT is what compared to your races, still scared for what? then people like me so fat and never exercise can just go and die la'.
Wait, wait, wait...
Let me explain. You see, it doesn't matter whether i'm a couch potato or an olympic champion. IPPT is still a test, it is still a form of 'race' in which i am expected to perform. So naturally, i would want to perform well. I do agree that if i'm the latter, perhaps i wouldn't be as as anxious, knowing that i can probably get the gold incentive... (but then again, if i'm the former, i wouldn't be anxious at all and just screw the test altogether and sign up for Remedial Training immediately...cue *FML*)
So you see, i believe that feeling anxious is inevitable. And i guess that applies to everything in life as well; especially at work, like meeting deadlines, clients, appraisals. Perhaps this even applies to when you're going out on your 14,724th date.. you still feel that anxiousness?
If it's unavoidable, might as well embrace it. After all, it's this anxiousness can help spur us psychologically (if contained at the right level). At least i know for sure that it does povide the adrenalin to push the body beyond its normal limits. Just that as of now, i'm trying to contain it to a good level...
Can't be helped that i don't feel as prepared as i should with so much feasting just before the test, and this week basically derailed the training schedule for October's triathlon and December's marathon. Sigh.
Oh well, as for saturday's IPPT, even if i don't get the gold incentive of $400, at least the gahmen is giving me $10,500 for the National Service Recognition Award. So i should learn to just chillax!
Thank you la, Mr. Lee..*wee weet* So hamsum! 
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