Stories of KK

Day's daddy took part in his second Osim Singapore Triathlon today and insisted that Day be there. To inspire (so daddy runs faster) and to be inspired (may he be a triathlete sometime).  The day didn't start very well. Daddy woke up at the ungodly hour of 5am and after I groggily penned his racing number (2280) on his arms and legs before slumping back into bed, he set off on his racer to the East Coast Park; only to discover on arrival that he forgot his cycling shoes. Never mind. He cycled all the way back to get it, and quickly got into the swing of things at 7am: Swimming through 1.5km in the open sea, cycling 40km and jogging 10km.  The good thing is, my sports dietitian brother took care of what he ate right down to the last cup of Milo, and I think stuffing his face with pasta the day before, and drinking loads of energy drinks with extra sodium added, helped him to max out his stamina.   * For the record, on Friday alone, KK ate lots of bread with Milo for breakfast, p