MALAKOFF RUN 20th December 2009

Late. But I get around to things eventually :p




MALAKOFF RUN.
The final run for 2009. Boy, we did quite a few this year eh. Not bad at all :)

Q: Run the bloody Malakoff or get our asses smacked big time by Kiah?
A (Team 1, in unison) : Give us Malakoff anytime!

So we didn’t make it on time to register for The ‘Duta-Ulu Kelang Expressway’ run. Sob sob.

Heck! The Toblater Instructor, Kiah (TTI not TYI ok, though the resemblence is uncanny) was gonna be furious as she told us many times to do so before she left for Nepal.
Temah phoned yours truly and Esah and then quickly signed us all up for Malakoff Run instead.
7km for Esah and 12km for the rest. Hopefully TTI will be less angry – fingers crossed!

12km? Sigh. We can do it baby! – That was me talking to my well-fed belly. I’ve not been running/ exercising regularly nowadays. Urgghhhh. Things I do for you, Kiah/ TTI!

Dec 19- Driving back from Temerloh. Postcall and wet from playing netball with hospital staffs under the drizzling rain .(These people can be very kiasu when playing)
I phoned Temah only to hear - “Don’t forget Malakoff tomorrow!”
O: OMG I forgot, like seriously tak tipu, man! And my shoes are wet!
T: Jangan nak mengada. Blow dry your shoes, and if they’re still wet come tomorrow, you can always wear my spare shoes.
O: Hmmmmm…..Like can fit only. We’ll see la how.
What else could I say?

Dec 20 (Race day): Woke up early. The skies threatened, but the rain held off. Why la why. So I drove to the usual meet up place. Temah’s.
Esah sent in excessively sentimental text messages that morning telling us she doesn’t feel good lah, not ready to run 7k lah, will go to Kiara Park later and run by herself lah yada yada yada.
Did we buy that? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

So off we go. As usual arriving pretty late.

Here are some pictures. I was not ‘properly’ attired. I totally forgot about the run, remember? Baju like want to go pasar basah only.
The blue shorts is my brother’s. I had no choice, either that or my mum’s kain batik. So shut up.



Prepping Esah up. Team spirit yo!




Her 1st 7km.Well done girl! Proud of you..




Team 1 with TTI, the beloved. Bergambar wajib.




TTI, all smiley. Phewwww. Imagine if we didn't register for Malakoff! IMAGINE!!!




Adik manis berposing di tiang. Teringin nak naik kuda.



The new face of Bukit Kiara Equestrian Club. Cun eh.




Half of O-dah with TTI@ Kiah.




Esah with Temah. On our way to the car which was parked like another km away. And some cars were broken into. Thank God our ride was not one of them.




This is the last picture. My ass is getting bigger don't you all think? Urggghhh...next time u see me, my ass will shrink. Dunno if that's a good thing. Owhh what the hell.


We had a nice breakfast at the usual after-run lepak place, Village Park. Had some guilt-free meals while catching up/gossiping. Nice.
U should join us more often, Esah. 2010 ok!!

This is totally irrelevant but the Tempoyak at the hospital café is da bomb! I just discovered my love for tempoyak recently.

The year is coming to its end. My 2009 resolution is officially a kaput.
*&*@&!!))#*#$&@^^#$@#

Hopefully 2010 will be a better year. And SEVENTY HOW MANY EFFING MORE days to Bali? Shoot me dead now pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

O-DAH

Flasher, Flasher, Flasher

When I was studying at an all-girls boarding school over a decade ago, I remember that there were several times when students had reported to Cik Aishah or Ustazah Noor Einee, Chief Warden and Assistant Warden respectively that they saw a male showing off and stroking his willy without being ashamed of himself in front of them. As for me, yes I was privileged enough at that time to have reported one similar case to Cik Aisah - we were young and naive, excuse me, and so cocooned up in our own world. So it was unacceptable for someone to flash his/her genital organs to the public!

Anyway, this usually happens when the students were at the surau - at the part where the retaining wall literally connects to the world outside (read: hostel life was akin to prison life to some girls. So imagine having a building that has a wall which connects itself to the outside world, regardless that the 'outside world' means one has to go through knee-high bushes, lalang yang tinggi and longkang besar!). To outsiders, to view my school's surau from behind the wall would be a cool thing to do, especially for men who are very sick in their minds with the intention to mengendap budak-budak perempuan hingusan yang tak tahu apa-apa at that time. This part of the surau was the most favourite spot amongst the senior students as it is in fact very secluded, especially during Ramadhan month whereby you can sleep here without getting caught by Ustazah Noor Einee or the prefects when you feel tired during Tadarus al-Quran.

Before the school put up a retaining wall (before they receive numerous complaints from the students on men showing off their willies in the public), the outside world was only separated by a 5-feet green fence (Ye ke on this facts? Lupalah!).

You see, I am no longer 17 (but my age never passes 25, ehem!) and living in a hostel but to have encountered a similar incident recently on seeing an unknown male stroking his willy vigorously, flashing it without shame, at my favourite jogging place was absurdly shocking!

That Monday evening, Diba, Senah and myself decided to walk at Lake Gardens (LG). We were considerably late when we started walking to LG from the Bank. We thought it would be fine because we (think) know the place quite well. So off we went although it was getting dark. Halfway through our walk/jog/gossip session, we heard noises from a small hill above us. We looked up in unison and holy schmolly, we saw a man was stroking his willy, in very fast motion, like no one's business. He was stripped naked but covered his face with a red/pink coloured cloth, leaving some space for his eyes. He had a small torch hanging down his waist (despite being naked) and his body was quite fair, as compared to me-lah! Oh man, a flasher - they still exist!

Damn, I took one look and when I saw that he was stroking his willy (maybe hoping to climax by the time we look up), I turned my head away and told the girls "Maybe we should run a bit?"

Senah who was intrigued in the first place, got her eyes glued at the man all the time - looking at him up and down repeatedly. However, she finally relented to run after thinking that the man could kejar us from behind. Diba, on the other hand, if I could describe how a perfect example of a delayed reaction would be, decided to look at the man again and again whilst running! She said the man was smiling when he saw us running. What an asshole! Nasib baik the man decided to stay put on the hill and tak turun kejar. Kalau kejar, korang will not be hearing from us anymore.

After the lake, we saw a group of Chinese uncles who had just finished exercising. Hmmm...maybe it could be one of them? Oh tidak, don't think so-lah!

We could not make out of the whole situation although we reported about the incident to the Pak Guard at LG. Sigh, there is very little that they can do because they have heard about flashers roaming around LG for quite sometime now. So we were not the only victims. This is Malaysia for you.

By the time we reached the Bank, it was very dark. We were safe nonetheless but we cannot forget until today how the flasher flashed his willy at us. For full description in terms of size and colour, maybe Senah can give better descriptions on that!

LBNL, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! Say no to flashers, ok?

Senah & the gang met The Duke

On 21st November 2009, Team 2 for the first time ever, managed to have full corum team activity. Senah and her babies :) went to Duk3 h1ghways for 5km Duk3thon. As our tshirts stated, we were one of the first to set on foot on the latest h1ghway in KL. Just for clarification, I am not the last to step off the h1ghway..thanks to the rest of the categories that started slightly after us "the normal male &female category". As I was walking / running, i can see a lot of senior citizen marath0ners (is there such a word?) running, leaving me behind..ahaha...its okay, they are senior citizen..they have been running ages ago.. i baru nak start..ahaha..alasan..

Half way through the journey, we saw some already nearing the finishing line, (alah..nih yg x dapat nak masok P3nang marathon, tuh yg rasa diri hebat, sebab all the greater runner, semua masok the p3nang one..)hahaha..saja dengki kan.

Nonetheless, we made it to the finishing line where Senah and Enon waited for Gayah and I to make it nearer to the finishing line, so that we can run together to it – just for the sake of photog moment..gila glam u..haha.malangnya, don’t think our pictures were taken..darn another group yg lagi gila glam in front of us.hhaahah..

We were excited because since now the run finished, we can finally take the ride on the hot air balloon (Gayah and I were looking forward to this)..Unfortunately, the hot air balloon dah kempis dah pun..dah siap lipat okay...I was so frustrated!!!!..i really want to ride on one..hmm.. where can i get to ride one?hmm..anyone?

p/s: I still believe that though Enon said she cannot run like true marathoners, I choose not to agree with that. She still have all her bask3tballer nature inside her..She can run ok!!! Darn..now left me alone..hish hish..itula..dulu masok cad3t jek..dah x fit. Ish!!! Well..let’s wait for M1r1..you never know suddenly hiking dlm hutan :-P bluerghh...tulis aje pun dah nak rasa muntah ok.

Tired Toblater in Tokyo

Konichiwa!

Today is the last day of my course in Tokyo. I've been here for 2 weeks and I can't wait to go home.

Will update with pics once I reach home!

Love+Hugs+Kisses

P.S - This post is sekadar nak blog from obersea punya pasal

White Water Rafting

2 weekends ago, Enon and her 2 friends, Reiny & Azie went White Water Rafting along Kampar River. Enon and her friends met up at exactly 7.00am and drove up north the PLUS highway for 90 minutes heading towards Gopeng. After taking the Gopeng toll exit, turn left at traffic light, and then take another left when you see the sign to Kampung Chulek. Drive through the village road which is not signposted [Beware of chicken and children!] until you reach a metal bridge. Then keep going 500m, then you will finally arrive at the Earth Camp, which is Nomad Adventure's eco-friendly campsite and meeting point.  

 

Picture Source: www.nomadadventure.com and its FB group photo album

The adventure package we selected consists of White Water Rafting + Rope deal [which you can choose from a variety of activities eg. Abseiling, Flying Fox, Leap of Faith, High Ropes course, etc]. Our day started out with a 15min ride to the upstream stretch of Kampar River on a lorry [and yes, I did feel like one of the bunch of I**ons/ B***la workers I usually see transported in lorries back in KL] which was full of back stretches and head blocks trying to avoid tree twigs and rambutan leaves from giving you a tight slap in the face. Miss Azie did manage to get 'bitch-slapped' by Mother Nature that morning. It was damn hilarious! Hahaha.. The driver managed to stop for a while to allow us to pluck some fresh rambutans right from the tree, which was very sweet and 'lekang'.

Once upstream, we were given a short briefing by our main guide, Apeng [I think that's how its spelt]. Rafting basic commands, tips on how to swim in rapids, how to hold the paddle, stuff like that. We were lucky that it was a small group seeing that it was the Eid Al-Adha weekend. Basically there were only 2 rafts, the 3 of us + 2 guides [Fariz + Andy] on Raft 7 and 3 White guys + 1 guide [Apeng] on the other. So, we could go at our own pace and not worry about overcrowding of the river bends.

We then had to lift our own raft to the riverbank and perform a water confidence test, which consist of letting yourself drift in the rapids, heading downstream and then swim across the river current to the opposite riverbank. And I performed successfully had to be pulled in against the current with a rope by the guides [just as EVERYONE else was after that! haha]. And it was definitely good entertainment watching the others struggle through the rapid current! Just like watching WipeOut on AXN, only difference is that its LIVE! [Boy, was I glad to be the earlier ones to perform the test!]

After completing the task, it was now time for the actual rapids. We were told that the Kampar River was rated a Grade 3 in rafting difficulty [don't ask me about the grading system, I know nuts about it]. It started out with a few soft bends/ drops which was a nice intoduction. Then we had to face a few big bends before which Andy [our main guide] asked us if we wanted to capsize the raft. Reiny and I simultaneously answered YES! You should have seen Azie's face when we did. So Andy was then giving commands, positioning the raft into the most likely position to capsize. Unfortunately, we were too good at manouvering the raft that the raft DIDN'T capsize, but Fariz DID fall out of the raft [mind you, Fariz actually fell out about 5 times throughout the whole trip!]. Disappointed, we had to fake our own capsize which was fun nonetheless. Midway down the river [total of which was a 6km journey] we stopped for a quick break, had a quick swim in the refreshing cool waters and jumped off an outstretched tree limb. The feeling was totally AWESOME!

And the journey begins..

Road block people!

Would you come back again? Definitely yes!

Well, see you soon then!

[L-R: Azie, Enon, Reiny, Andy (not facing the camera) and Fariz]

We were back at the Earth Camp by 1pm, in time for lunch and a quick shower before our afternoon rope session where we opted to do abseiling.

 

The unique toilets and showers at the Earth Camp made out of water tanks.

 Off to Nomad Adventure's Mountain School [where the abseiling was done] at 2pm, we were to climb a 25m rock and abseil down its wall. Unfortunately, I didn't bring my camera to the Mountain School hence no chance of storing some photographic evidence. Azie definitely got her 'Mojo' going at this venture, she went twice and even abseiled with inverted descent "Mission Impossible style" which is head down first [and so did Reiny!] 

The rock wall

 A closer look

And in case you didn't get what I meant by inverted abseiling, this picture might help

[minus the revolver in the left hand of course!]

I didn't quite get the excitement of abseiling so I only went once. And I think Apeng felt guilty, so he offered us to try the High Rope course, which is a combination of various 'jambatan gantung' [probably also because we were the only ones there at the Mountain school and we finished abseiling so quickly].

The beginning of the course

Somewhere up there

High and Low

Climb that rock

Across the edge

And down we go

The whole thing ended by 4.30 pm and we then headed back towards Earth Camp for some last minute photos with our friendly and helpful guides.

[L-R: Apeng, Fariz, Reiny, Azie, Enon and Andy]

To my right was the lorry used to transport us to the upstream of Kampar River ;P

LBNL, the 3 lovely ladies ;)

So, does anybody else feel like going rafting?  ;D

Long overdue post - Terry Fox Run 2009

I have been slacking, I know. I should have posted an entry on the above straightaway after the event but I did not have the luxury of time to do so. Then, came the BIG TRIP (in my life) to Nepal whereby I know, I owe you an entry (or entries) on that. Now that I am slowly starting back to my mundane and routine life in KL, things that were exciting back then do not excite me anymore (or rather, too many things happening after one another would make your mind so muddled and you don't know whether to start afresh or leave them as they are).

Do enjoy the pictures taken using my trusty ol' camera. It was a hot day that day and I'm proud that Esah completed her run/walk/run in full, with me tagging behind her all along. May this be a start to new things in you, Esah!