I received a certificate of achievement in the mail today. It congratulated me for completing the KL Towerthon last month. Apparently, I ranked 1,371 (maybe there were 1,372 runners) and sprinted up 2,000+ steps in 38 minutes 19 seconds.
Sounds fab, except that I didn’t turn up for the Towerthon. I registered though, and spent the entire time between registration and collection of race pack wondering what possessed me to sign up – one of those Iosodunnowai moments. I viewed pictures and read some personal accounts of past races, both of which made me even more reluctant to go through with the race. The pics showed people running up a dingy, cramped stairwell while the accounts relayed gory tales of people throwing up mid-way …
… didn’t exactly rock my boat. Which was why I signed up and then, proceeded to not show up for the race.
And now, I have a certificate of achievement for doing something I obviously did not do. Not unlike the KL Marathon where you don’t actually have to run or finish anything to get the medal; all you really need is enough elbow strength to shove your way to the counter and grab a medal from the frazzled attendants.
So, just like all my other posts, the moral of the story is: there is no moral of the story. I’m just waiting to see what will be in the mail tomorrow. Maybe it’ll be a certificate for completing a 42K. Now that, I won’t mind terribly. 
