Another weekend ka-ba-boom ride up Peres after an LSD. This time no more fatigue legs from the run. Looks like I've recovered well. The weekend ride was supposed to be a long trip to Bagan Lalang but a last minute adjustment had to be made since a few buddies were down with fever and covering 100km was not feasible. So, we ditched Bagan Lalang and turned to non-other lovingly Peres. The buddies were complete and the weather was perfect, just like yesterday. Alhamdullillah.
We were stucked at Batu 18 for 20 minutes into the ride when a C50 tyre got a flat. To make it worse, the valve was short to potrude out of the high rim wall. Adding spice to it, after rounds of pumping the valve simply came out of the tube. Aiya! We were laughing our guts out. Fortunately we have Alwin to resolve the situation like an F1 pit-stop in minutes.
These are one of the few jokers (tukang lambung) around.
Though the weather climbing up Peres was near perfect due to our delay with the C50, the humidity drained some of us, especially the ones whom just recovered from fever. Luckily we have this spring fall along the climb. It was a life saviour. This happens only during desperate measures. You know la how those water can be full of microoragnisms.
Gauging from my fresh legs starting from home today, I attempted Peres in what we called the recipe for "crank besar masak kicap". It's a strength workout, engaging into the large crank and hauling all the way up the 9km climb. It can be tormenting at times, especially when every turn of the winding road doesn't provide you with the view of the peak.
As soon as descending back to flat ground ended, it's time for more heart pumping adrenalines. After a quick stop topping up glucose and electrolytes at a kampung shop, we cranked it up burning those rubbers back to Batu 18. That should cover 8km, but the speed was amazing. I caught a glimpse of 40kph on the speedo but didn't dare to peek at the HRM. We were inches away from each other drafting and eyeing our lines. As soon as we reached Batu 18, I thought I had it all out - all berterabur on the road la I guess. My journey back home for the remaining 20km would be disastrous.
Well, I guess wrong. Thank God I can still spin those cranks, and again the weather was on our side. For two weekends in a row, an 80km ride after LSD, I guess I started to adapt to the punishment. Even better, it's only Saturday! There is Sunday tomorrow la. Phew! I might take it easy on next weekend since 35km LSD peaks my ENR training. Hopefully I can survive.