life
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A Gold Medal for Kuya Jing
Three days before my 50th birthday, I learned that my dear friend and “kuya” had passed away. I couldn’t cry, so I ran — and dedicated my 5 km gold medal to a man who taught me what loyalty, friendship and faith really meant.
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I Don’t Want to Care Anymore
I only wanted to feed my gut bacteria. Somehow that ended with diverticulitis, a seven-hour ambulance wait, a MET call, suspicious bruises and a paramedic asking whether the man in our photo was real or wax. 😂
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I’m Back!!!
I disappeared from Facebook for a week to study before the Sydney Marathon. Somewhere between work, training and late-night study, I realised I wasn’t tired of running — I just missed my life.
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Bring It On, 2026
I left my doctor’s office feeling defeated after learning that my fibroids had returned. Then I remembered something important: I’ve been here before — and I didn’t just survive it.
Stories Along the Way 