Shit it was already 2am, I was still sitting in front of the computer. The Citybus nor the New bus had any additional buses for the convenience of the marathon. I was supposed to get up at 4am, 4:30 the latest for the physiotherapy work at the Victoria Park. Left the house at 5am, saw a taxi, tried to hop on, unfortunately there were tones of people who were hoping to get on a taxi as well. I walked over to another station looking for a better chance. There was a man with his daughter. My braveheart told me to ask him if I could tag along, he agreed. There you go, I got there on time, without paying a penny. Such a kind father!
Isaac, Willis and I travelled to the 39K checkpoint for physio service. It was my honour to be selected for this checkpoint. Thanks Willis number 1.
He bought each of us a bottle of coke for the shitty weather. Thanks Willis number 2.
It wasn't a busy station, so we had lots of time to enjoy the running atmosphere at the flyover, and photo taking. Thanks Willis number 3.
Cases came along when we were enjoying our time. Willis took the opportunity to teach us physiotherapy practical skills and reinforce our critical thinking (my weakest). Thanks Willis number 4.
After a coupla hours, we came back to our largest station for clearing up the line up and packing. Willis allowed me to tag along back to PolyU. Thanks Willis number 5.
When we got back to PolyU, all the materials were allocated back to where they belong to. Simon and Ella tried to buy us lunch. He tried to rescue BeiBei and I from the lunch even though it wasn't sucessful. Thanks Willis number 6.
He gave me two more packs of Isotonic drinks from his bag. He probably just wanted to get rid of those but they turned out to be my drink of survival during the match at night. Thanks Willis number 7.
What else can I say about you Willis :) Look forward to seeing you again, hopefully soon.
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