Moments of the day

I had a strange ache in the ball (is that what you call it?) of my left palm that developed yesterday evening, just below where my thumb is. I say it was strange because I haven't been working at a computer these few days (see previous post) and the last time I had this ache, it was easily remedied by sliding one of those squishing wrist support pads below the edge of my keyboard.

Then it dawned on me this morning, as I reached for my cellphone to respond to an early-morning SMS: the ache is from all the recent SMSing. The right hand is well-honed and protests not a whit, but the left hand --- which I've been assiduously trying to train up to the rapid-fire speed of its right counterpart --- hasn't got the stamina for it yet.

So I let my left hand take a break today and the ache's all gone. To think that I've lived to see the day when I had to deliberately consider which hand reaches for the cellphone ...

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It's a nice thing to know that even though I started running regularly only six months ago, I can set a "challenging pace" for a guy five years my junior who used to be a national runner, and that he outruns me only when he decides to give chase to one of the top cross-country runners from my school, who's eighteen years old, tops.

(Hear that, mr brown? Must persevere, okay?)

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We all know that the beef kway teow stall at #01-33 East Coast Park Lagoon hawker centre is wicked good, but I discovered today that they give free refills on soup! Now that's what I call a service enhancement. The old man's popular enough that there's a queue ten persons deep at 8:30 pm on a Tuesday night, but on top of that, he entices you back with free soup.

(Stellou, we'll add it to the list for July. Meantime I'll run more so that we can eat more then.)

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I should've known. Two vodka tonics aren't enough to quell the heartbreak.