Ride & mess

First of all, just look at the mess I've done. Gatal nak mess up blog layout just because I don't like photos without frames & verdana is still my favourite font. Happened to be, I reverted back to my previous template. Kechooww! Takpe, a nice neat layout keeps up the inspiration. And sometimes we need to change to learn & perhaps start all over again. Just hope blogspot can put up some nice templates in the future that suits my preference.

OK, the post is actually to record my comeback on wheels after over a month now since Manjung erm...alahai. I barely touched nor peek at it. The courage to remove those t-bars just wouldn't turn up. Anyway, the recent public holiday gave me a starter. It was a hot day & after some dashed in the pool instead of pounding the tarmac, I was stripped free from other errands. It was just my Manjung gears & me.

As I rolled it out onto the car porch, I caught a glimpse of something peculiar on the front wheel. I didn't recall having to dirty the wheels with dirt nor mud. It was scorching & arid in Seri Manjung. A closer look & a smirk strike my face as it happened to be a tossed of Johnson & Johnson powder. I can confirmed those baby smells & bear out a vision of tiny little fingers experimenting the chemistry between beauty & bike. Hahaha! Should I left my bike a little bit longer, I can't imagine what it should turn out. A quick rinse, chafing & buff, my black beauty shined in the afternoon sun. T-bars removed, tyres rock solid pressurised. I started gathering spare tubes, tyre levers, shoes, Giro & Oakley. To boost up the motivation, I yanked myself to the LBS later in the evening with the intention to get my kids' bike brakes fixed. A nice pair of Cannondale socks caught my wallet as I left the LBS looking forward for a future spin.

Come Sunday & after a not so taxing run on Saturday, I hauled my lazy & sleepy feet to the front gate welcoming ride buddies whom decided to roll off from my place. Hanchik & Saiful shared the same calamity since Powerman. I was not alone...lega :) Just a handful of us, didn't plan for anything glamorous for a start. We met up with Bahri at Batu 9. He was already shouting for some discounts from the ride after his great 20km LSD the day before. Blessing in disguise, he found the coolest ride buddies today.

We rode all the way to Peres junction at a leisurely conversational pace. It was quite a splendid one except for the last draggy climb, which without fail will never pleased most cyclists. More cycling clans were on display along the way. Casual mountainbikers on slicks. Tandems. And for a shocker, some ladies or shall I say kakak, easily late 40's, in cycling tights handling Cervelo & Scotts! Giler kentang hebat! Those are awesome sights. I even get a chance to exchange smile with Malik, as I remember him from Baik Punya Cilok movie...orang kanan Touke Wong la. I didn't know that he's a cyclist. Saiful confirmed my puzzled mind & even affirmed that "Malik" even rode Kiara! Pergh! Mantap!

We jacked up our HRs on the way back to Batu 18, racing against time stalling at 36-37 kph. It was actually more like racing against the roti canai. Yes, we were starving even as we passed the stall on our way in earlier. Hanchik did the work while I desperately clinging to survive the 10km TT stretch. Melatop kaki! Hahaha!

Some talks over breakfast about next years takwim, especially the interstate. Heard news that the ride venues will be awesome. Looking forward to partake & might need to block my calendar. We headed home in what appeared to be a very blazing late morning climate. It felt like 1.00pm & yet we were still early to finish our ride at 10.30am. More talks over post ride at my place about future rides & events. Already I am looking forward to. Perhaps I should workout a schedule or program to get me committed & manage my weekend bustles.