For a more comfortable journey, ask for a courtesy sticker



You can now ask for a courtesy sticker when you’re riding on the MRT in Singapore, so people will realise you need assistance and will make room for you, give up their place when they’re sitting in the reserved seating and they’re less pregnant/elderly/injured than you are. Which is a strange thing, because I doubt the guy who was sat in a reserved seat on a packed train, steadfastly ignoring the pregnant lady stood in front of him, was only doing so because she wasn’t wearing a badge to signify she was pregnant.

I know, I shouldn’t judge. Perhaps he had a really heavy phone, or he’s met too many women with pronounced pot bellies who are feigning pregnancy to blag a seat.

And it’s not like you can administer a pregnancy test on the train. What’s a man to do?

Before I got to see this wonderful display of manners, I was jammed in between a gloomy man whose iPhone pin code was 1968, and a guy in a white polo shirt who was talking to himself, in an increasingly aggrieved tone of voice.

"Shut the door, open door, shut the door, must complain, one minute three minute between station" he repeated again and again. I considered telling him about the joys of the London Underground, but when your head is trapped in somebody else’s armpit, it’s hard to see reason.

So I didn’t intercede, lest I were entrapped in some subterranean transportation contretemps. After all, I was heading to the track for the first of this week’s two hard sessions, and it doesn’t do to get in an altercation while wearing skimpy shorts and a vest made of wicking material.

I couldn’t sleep last night, so I was pretty tired, just as I have been for the last few days. It took its toll on me: we were doing 3×1200 followed by 3×800, and although the last time I did that I had a very strong finish, I really struggled this time.

Surprisingly, my best version of this was way back in February; I kept much more consistently then than more recently, which surprises me as I thought I was getting more, not less consistent. The graph shows quite clearly how tonight went: far too quick at the start, then really struggling to keep close to target pace.

3x1200m 3x800m

What it doesn’t show is how hard it felt, and I can draw some succour from at least being quite constant: the third and fourth repetitions were all over the place, but mostly I kept a pretty consistent pace – certainly much better than the disintegration that was the 14th of July.

However, my Garmin seems to be about to die. The buttons are very stiff and unresponsive and the strap is beginning to peel away from the body of the watch. I think I’ll be lucky if it lasts a full two years, which aggravates me some: I did keep the same ipod alive for seven years, after all, so I don’t like the rapid obsolescence of electronic devices.

But it does mean new shiny stuff…

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2 responses to “For a more comfortable journey, ask for a courtesy sticker”

    • Thanks! I’m rather pleased with them now, although I’m wondering what else I could do to make them more readable / include more data. Right now I can (sort of) see improvement over the year in terms of speed, but it’s unclear if I’m trying harder or running more efficiently. If I just plotted heart rate on top, I imagine I’ll just have an enormous mound of spaghetti rather than something a human being can interpret.

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