Sungai Long Trail

After 3 months hiatus from having a good exercise, I pulled my guts to be back on the bike last Sunday. Yes, that was also after I experience accumulation of sleeping disorder from the jet lag and continued on to become a lazy bum. I was lucky my bike still works fine, which only require some air in the tyres. Should they charge GST for the air, don't blame me for not exercising. Muahaha!

The chosen trail was nearby, called after by local cyclists as the Sungai Long trail. Hence, I kept in mind a short leisurely ride but due to the long leave, I equipped myself with a solid 2 litre hydration and some other mountain biking essentials and a small pack of mini Chipsmore, just in case. 

I joined some new cycling friends from a nearby neighbourhood. The trail was magnificent with super cranking climbs that had my calves and thighs screaming in pain and my butt squeezing and my sweat factory churning out litres of them.

The initial parts were mostly climbs and stages of climbs, and due to the lack of warm ups, we were panting like buffaloes after each ingress. Most are ex-logging tracks and unmaintained plantation roads but the sceneries were exquisite. It is a good training trail considering the distance from our homes. Perhaps next time we could consider cycle to the trail head. that should take around 20 minutes of warm up.

We had to cut short our ride and was unable to complete the loop due to time limitations and the tougher part of the trail which is not advisable to be spent in mid-noon. We did enjoy the rest of the trail that continued on with more secondary forest, rubber trees and even logging area. And we had a rest at a river but the siltation level was beyond acceptance, which definitely was due to over logging and removal of excessive top soil. It could have been a nice place years before.

The ride back from the chicken loop to our cars was a different kind of pain which was mainly soldiering the sizzling hot day on the tarmac for 10 kilometres. The ultra rays were coming from all angles and the worse was from top and bottom, plus zero wind. You can hear the screeching sound of an eagle in a distance like the cowboy movies, waiting this cyclist to be their next meal. Am I exaggerating? Too long under the sun I guess.

It was painful, but nothing is easy for a start to be back as a weekend warrior. Hey! I am looking forward for the next ride. One step at a time, as long as it is a workout.

Diket not in the middle. Lama tak jumpa naaa...

Attempting to pick up my thoughts back after a hideous climb

All smiles after a rest by the silted river

Our new 'hutan' backyard playground

The initials 'bumps' were inevitable