Race The Dead 5K Zombie Run

First, let’s make this clear: I am NOT a runner. Oh, I try to fake it at the gym, and a couple of times I have run outside. I’ve always said, my entire life, that I don’t run. I will only run if a monster is chasing me. And even then, I may just drop over and let the big bad monster have me.

Well, I guess I put it out there … and this past weekend it came back to me. Race The Dead 5K Zombie Run on Sentosa Island, Singapore … a 5K on the beach, chased by zombies. When I first saw this, back when we were still living in the states, I thought that it sounded like fun! But registration filled up within a couple of hours, and we didn’t get in. Then, lucky for Trent, they opened up a second day, and this time we got in!!!


A few weeks ago we picked up our race packet, and, after waiting in the queue, and I finally get to the front of the line to get my size medium shirt, I ask the gal, “how do I survive this run? how do I not get caught by zombies?”

Her answer?

“You no worry. Zombies go after smalls. You big. You survive”

I walked away from that table, thinking, what just happened? I asked a question, and was in turn, insulted? Of course, when I take into consideration that the tee shirts for this race vary in size from XXXS to XL … my medium is on the big end of things. Too funny!


Anyhow, the zombie race was this past weekend, in 90 degree weather, on the beach, wearing black tee shirts. And being chased by zombies. Here is a quick description of what happened:

Trent and I arrived early, queued up, got registered, and were bussed to the starting point of the race, where we waited for our wave of runners. Every 5 minutes another round of 100 runners would start. My heart was pounding, and by the time we were scheduled to start, it was nearly noon and the hottest part of the day. I felt like I was already dehydrated, but I didn’t want to drink. I know how I am. But it was so hot, so I did drink some gatorade. And then a little bit more, I mean, it was really hot, and I was thirsty!

Now it’s time to start the race, and we are queued up. Again. They countdown the seconds on a loud speaker, and we are off. All 100 of us start to jog a bit. But it’s really too hot to run. So after about 200 meters, we all start walking. Not knowing what to expect, there was some light chatter in our group, but mostly everyone was quiet. The anticipation was killing us.

Then, up ahead, we see a zombie. Then another. And another. Everywhere. Behind trees. Behind trash cans. All over the beach. And we realize that that we now have to face the zombies to continue on, while the zombies try to pull off one of our “lives” (sort of like flag football, we had two tags (lives) hanging from a belt). We all stood there, paralyzed with fear and uncertainty.


Then two kamikazes in our group took the lead and ran ahead of us .. and we all stood there and watched them, darting this way and that way, trying to get away and past all the zombies. Once they made it through, we all knew we had no choice to but to get moving, after all, another wave of 100 runners would be right behind us.

Slowly, one by one, we started off. Then all at once, we all realized that we were safer in a group, and so our 98 strong group moved towards the zombies together … until the zombies became aggressive. Oh, they were out to get us. It became everyone out for themselves. Look out for number one, me, myself, and I.


There was full body checking, there was tripping, screaming, people getting knocked over, wipe outs in the sand. Loose shoes, lives lost.

Trent made it through that area of the 5K with both of his lives. I lost one of mine, and I also lost a bit of my sanity. All of my nightmares of running in a crazed, mass crowd came true. And I drank too much gatorade pre-race. My fears of peeing my pants came true too .. but just a little bit. I quickly gained my composure, and carried on, and lucky for me there was a water obstacle next where I was able to clean up, if you know what I mean.

Now the unlucky thing about a water obstacle … is now we have soaking wet shoes, and we are running in the sand. Oh, it was pretty yucky. And I decided right then and there that I was going to be a survivor. I was going to end this race with a life. Come hell or high water, I was going to get a “Survivor” tee shirt. Size Medium, thank you very much.




So I cheated. Yep. I tucked my remaining life tag in my waistband, and I carried on.

My warrior husband also decided that he was going to be a survivor, and he dug in and did what he had to .. he jumped, hurdled, sprinted, did some moves that would have made his sons proud, and he knocked over a poor little gal when she got in his way (she wore an XXXS tee shirt). And Trent did me proud .. he finished with both of his lives!!





So did our friend Scott … although I believe that he was one of the kamikaze dudes from his wave that took off in front of everyone.







Krispy Kreme

Krispy Kreme just came to Singapore this past month, and I Just happened to be in the area the other day, of course, I wanted to eat some Krispy Kreme donuts.

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Apparently everyone in Singapore wants to eat Krispy Kreme donuts. I stood in the queue for about 30 minutes, which was the “express line for original donuts”. I waited and watched everyone ooh and awe over the donuts, the first of it’s kind here in Sing.

My plan was to only buy a dozen, but after the long wait, and the free donut that was passed out to those in the queue, I went all out and got two dozen. My free sample was still warm, and while I ate munched on it, I kept thinking, “I am never waiting this long again for donuts”.

Two dozen donuts for $42.

Wondering if the sticker shock of Singapore will ever wear off?



Leny’s Recipes


Leny serves up the most fabulous, mouth-watering dishes ever. Nearly all of the meals she makes for us she does from her head, or she will look at a recipe and tweak it.

Leny is Filipino, and lived there until she was in her 20’s. At that time she came to work in Singapore, and she spent many years working for a Chinese family, where she learned to cook authentic Chinese meals. When I met her, she said that she did not know how to cook western food, however, within only a day or two, she has already figured out how to take the recipes in her head and adapt them so that my very picky American kids will eat. Leny will watch what we eat and how much of it, and she seems to figure out what it is liked and not liked by each of us. I would like to share some of our favorite dishes with you!!



Sweet & Sour Chicken




Chicken head in my sink


My live-in housekeeper Leny (“helper” in Singaporean) wanted to roast a chicken, but I had no idea that mean she would be doing this!!!

I told her if Maria walks in, you cover it, because if it is seen by my baby girl, she will never eat chicken again.

Leny did a darn good job hiding this from
this from the kids, thank goodness. And hopefully this blog didn’t spoil that.


Leny’s cooking is out of this world. She is Filipino, and has been working for a Chinese/Singaporean family for the last 13 years. Her variations on chicken dishes are unbelievably delicious, she say “it’s nice mam”. Sweet & sour, Mexican, fried, wings, spicy, every night it’s something new and different. Add to that all her rice creations!! Lord have mercy, it’s yummy!!!

Will try to start a tab on this blog to post recipes.



Monkeys Galore!

Inspired by our lone Subway monkey last night, Trent and I went in search of monkeys today.  We decided to go straight to Bukit Batok Nature Reserve, about 11 kilometers from our condo.  At the entrance of the park, there is a nice WWII memorial, and then trails leading off into the jungle.   Armed with mozzie spray (mosquito repellant), water, and camera, we treked along the concrete trail.




The scenery in this park was unbelievable!  It was the most peaceful place that we have been since we arrived, and we were stunned that this place was mostly deserted.  There were a few enjoying picnics, and others who were strolling the paths, but considering there are 6 million people living on this island that I can drive the perimeter in a morning, it seems to be one of the best-kept secrets of Singapore.  


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It didn’t take long until we spied the monkey or two.


Oh wait, wrong picture, haha.



There were about 40 of them, big ones, old ones, tiny babies.  Some were just sitting and watching, others were playing in the water in the drainage canal, some jumping from tree to tree.  We even saw what looked like a newborn clinging to it’s momma.  





The sign said to keep a distance of 3 to 5 feet, and yes, that is about how close I got to these creatures!!  It was fascinating, and I was completely unable to stop watching them.  After a few minutes, Trent was ready to keep walking, but he had to go on alone because I couldn’t take my eyes off the cutest little baby monkey.  




Eventually I did peel myself away from the monkeys, and Trent and I continued on our walk.  It was too bad the kids had so much homework … they were at home at their desks working on algebra and science, poor things.  We planned to get the kids and head back in the late afternoon, once the hottest part of the day had past, but unfortunately, we had one of the sudden famous tropical rainstorms instead.

Here is a picture of one of the biggest creatures that we saw. He kept looking directly at me, and of course, I kept snapping photos. When I got home, and saw this picture, it was a bit creepy! Don’t ya think??


Here are some other monkey pics that I took.






Trent took this video on my iPhone … check these out … Five little monkeys playing together!!

So … thrilled that we got to see some Singapore monkeys up close, we hiked back to the car … to find this:









And, of course, one last video:

Subway Monkey

Tonight, while eating dinner at Subway, we spied a little monkey!! We were at the Bukit Timah subway, which is a high traffic road, with lots of construction activity. I think this little guy is living in a tree right by the Subway, where there is a new building going up. I plan to stop by again this week to see if I can catch another glimpse of him.

Of course I ran right out of the restaurant, iPhone in hand, with the boys right behind me. Cale took both of these videos! It was so exciting~~ I just cannot believe that I am living in a place where there are wild monkeys!!!