Third week Ramadhan

It's nearing end of Ramadhan and this time around, the night rides were kind of successful. This week itself, the rides gathered quite a large group of people with familiar and some unfamiliar faces.

The Tuesday city ride attracted 11 cyclists on mountainbikes. Definitely there were those normal Tuesday members and a few long lost friends. The get together at Titiwangsa lake that night reminded me of old times when the mountainbikers' jokes and laughters filled the air. True enough, everytime we meet, the casual yet trusty friendship always around. A true 38km disctance was clocked that night which seemed endless through the undulating lung busting hills of Bukit Damansara. It was Alwin's suggestion as part of the last workout for PCC Pres ride after raya, the one that everbody is looking forward to.

Last night was another story. The usual Taman Warisan Pertanian, Putrajaya hubbed the largest gathering of road cyclists compared to previous Friday nights. The imaginary sound of fast train charging forward has already felt in my leg muscles. I am determined to be riding in it.

The train left at 10.45pm making way for about 20 cyclists. Most of them were seen around rides but not a few which I hardly know. The usual route were taken leaving Putrajaya towards Cyberjaya maintaining an average 30km/hr. Upon reaching the stretch to the toll plaza, the crazy horses were tide up with a safety car in front, just to make sure that the peloton didn't break and survive the 8km stretch in one piece. The ride formation was maintain taking turn working in front. The enthusiasm can be felt in the mid-night air as we charged towards the remaining 200 meter mark. Yes, all hell broke loose as surpassed the 200 meter signboard before the toll plaza but only a handful succeeded to burst out. However, from the work done, an average of 40km/hr was kept throughout. Awesome.

We pedalled back the 8km towards Cyberjaya in a leisurely pace recovering from the labour. But not until the climb back into Cyberjaya. Everybody started attacking all the hills along our way back combining with a few speedworks. That was where the train losed it's remaining coaches...hehe. I managed to survive with the loco all the way. An unpressured stroke of pedal brought Alwin & me to the Petronas at Precinct 16 for a can of thirst quenching soya bean & mineral water.

Riding facts:

• Distance 49
• Time 1:47
• Average 27
• Max 50
• Overall - one hell of a Ramadhan ride