So I went to this Energizer Night Race duty, which is on Saturday, 2.30pm till 3am. Yes, you read me right. 3am. 13 fun fun fun hours of duty. My seniors and I plan to spent the rest of the night sleeping at the St John headquarters(which is where the ambulance fetch us to everytime we finished a duty) till 7.30am so I can just straight away continue with my AAA there and then.
To be honest, The Energizer Night Race was the BEST duty I've ever been. No sarcasm there.
10 THOUSAND peoples participated in this event and there were many categories.
The 5,5km, the 11km, the 21km and the 42KM!
I seriously can't believe people paid RM50 per person just to run. Tsk.
Anyway,
I reached the St John headquarters at about 2pm and there's 19 people overall that's going(including me.) and that is excluding the officers. 4 of them are Adults(form 5), 1 of them is a Korporal and the rest...Well, Cadets(form 4). GIRL Cadets.
So we set off with 3 ambulance and we reached the Sepang Circuit at around...3.30pm?
The run starts at 8.00pm but people are already starting to fill up the circuit.
Especially people in rollerblades.
It was not long before a couple of dumb, show off rollerbladers already grazed and bruised their knees and came looking for us =.=
And what's more, most of them are cina ah bengs. Flirty, pathetic, annoying cina ah bengs.
I'm seriously not trying to offend anyone here, but is it me or is Kwang Hua filled with seriously whiny, pampered, spoiled babies?
I'll get back to that soon.
Around 5, all of us were divided into groups. My group has 3 Cadets, me and 2 Kwang Hua girls, a Korporal and a Tuan. And when we were told our checkpoint was the Finishing Line, the Korporal and Tuan groaned and go all, "WHY US? WHY?" in Chinese. So I asked them what's wrong and, apparently, they say the finishing line is where all the blood and gore happens.
At 8, everyone had started to put on their headlights and getting ready to jog for their life.
They start of with the longest category, the 42km. and then the 21km. and then the 11km. and then the 5.5km.
We were standing nearby the starting point(which is also the finishing line), just to stand by incase someone trampled over someone's leg or something.
After all the participants were all gone, running for their life on the tracks and no one was insight except for a couple of workers, my team and I went to the medic center to have our super late dinner.
And this is where the Kwang Hua-ers are starting to really piss me off.
They've been WHINING THE WHOLE DAY, about the ants, the heat, the hunger and everything. And when they found out our dinner(which is ta pau one), doesn't provide any spoons, and we have to eat with our hand, they practically went, "YER I DONT WANNA EAT ALREADY LA". Zzzzzz. Damn annoying sial.
And if that wasn't enough,
Where were they when people starting to pour in with muscle cramps and injured knees?
In the air conditioned room in the medical centre(by that time, we were suppose to be outside, at the Finishing Line). ZZ. Which is kinda funny, you know, since the Fairy Park duty that I went with Shu Hui right, the two Kwang Hua girls that went with us also spent the whole day sitting in the air conditioned ambulance. I know I know, who knows they're actually inside, caring for those who are injured too? But still. WHO knows. =.=
At around 10, almost all the 5.5km runners had finished their race and were lining up in ONE LONG LINE to get their goodie bags which caused alot of commotion at the end of the day because they run out of goodie bags and the organiser was practically shouting at the mike which echoes all around the track, calling all of them to calm down and stuff. Very interesting, actually.
Anyway,
there was this one particular moment. A moment that I seriously doubt I would ever forget.
I was taking a break, walking here, walking there between the medic center and the finishing line. Out of the blue, there's this woman came running towards me, shoved me from the back and shouted. Really loud. And fast. I can't really catch what it is she was shouting but by the mere mention of the words "go medic center" and "call specialist" and "hurry" and "heart attack", I know what I have to do.
I run as fast as the wind. As fast as lightning. I was speed. I was... Fucking terrified. The life of a man depends on me. But thank GOD while I was running towards the medic centre, two St John officers was coincidently walking out of there. I told them what happened. Ambulance came. CPR was done(as so I heard) and the man with heart attack was sent to the hospital.
Halle-friggin-lujah.
After that incident, nothing much happened. The usual cramps, sprains and bruises. By the time it was 2.40am, we(St John-ers) were as tired as hell. We reached HQ at around 3.30am. Suddenly everyone was starving and they all went to eat Bah Kut Teh. =.= Except for me. Haha. I was tired, dirty, sleepy, cranky and appetite-less. I tried to sleep inside the meeting room, which is air conditioned. But I just can't. So I opened up my Sejarah and started to study(WHICH SERIOUSLY HELPED).
When it's 7.30am, it's time to start my last session of AAA.
And that, will be in another post. HAHA.
Thank you so so so much who actually read this post till the very end.
Haha :D
Love you guys,
Jane.
