This time around 2 years back, I'd go through the same routine weekends' eve. I'd be looking forward for the little adventure for weekend warrior stuff. Hence 2 years ago, I visited Delifrance for pasta meals every Friday evening to carboload. My kids will be with me at most of the visit since wife was stuck in class. Sampaikan outlet manager pun recognised us. Oh! The dad and his kids for pasta dinner. Of course they offered a decent promotional dinner meal, but not nowadays la. Koyak la if right now. Kak Sharifah, the manager siap jemput mai kenduri kahwin anak dia a year later tauuuu! And late last year Kak Sharifah dah jadi nenek fro her first grandchild. How time fly kan?
That was almost 18 weeks into my first SCKLM training. People said pasta for fuel, I took it. People said tempe good for post run meal, even better! But not until some friends shared ideas about homemade pasta meals, which I enjoyed preparing and having it with my kids. That was 2010.
Last year, no SCKLM but my training meals for Interstate was slightly altered meeting tight budget. It was plain rice la bro. Pay day only got pasta or pizza. Sebab dah bayar fee mahal. Hahaha!
Today, I did the same routine again, cause tomorrow I'll be needing all the glycogen in the world. I don't wish to go bonking in the middle of nowhere between Jelebu and Hulu Langat. That would be my greatest nightmare for 2012. Plus the weather, anticipate it will be Setting Fire to the Rain.
Unlike long distance running, bonking on long rides is inevitable - of course if you closely follow the bonking recipe. You'll be Gone in 60 Seconds. And the whole world gone static. Dead. I mean dead legs. Not even a tooth from the chainring. Then you'll start doing the impossible. Like cursing yourself for example. Out loud I mean, when the incline adds up to the equation for Armageddon. Your regular buddies might be familiar with the situations, when out in the silence of the climb, in the middle of the day, around the corner, came a voice of frustration.
Some might also opt to make the road shoulders as temporary make shift day bed. When there's not even a tiniest shade, the empty freeway drain can be cooling.
Ooops! Nuff said. Time to hit the sack. We'll get back after some Pumped Up Kicks tomorrow. Chapeau!
Unlike long distance running, bonking on long rides is inevitable - of course if you closely follow the bonking recipe. You'll be Gone in 60 Seconds. And the whole world gone static. Dead. I mean dead legs. Not even a tooth from the chainring. Then you'll start doing the impossible. Like cursing yourself for example. Out loud I mean, when the incline adds up to the equation for Armageddon. Your regular buddies might be familiar with the situations, when out in the silence of the climb, in the middle of the day, around the corner, came a voice of frustration.
Some might also opt to make the road shoulders as temporary make shift day bed. When there's not even a tiniest shade, the empty freeway drain can be cooling.
Ooops! Nuff said. Time to hit the sack. We'll get back after some Pumped Up Kicks tomorrow. Chapeau!
patutlah masa kat reverse peres, bau pasta harum semerbak je. tadak kaum, pakat nanges tepi jalan jelahhh
ReplyDeleteItu gas pasta ler. Nasib baik haruums.
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