No Chinese High Day! Yay!

A picture paints a thousand words! And this is it! Whoosh! A strictly RV-and-an-affliate Day. And a delighted pose from the rvians taken by the affliate!



Yep, Zhengwei, thanks for bringing up the idea of kayaking! I haven't kayak for a long time. This trip from Pasir Ris to Coney Island and back was really fun and laughter in the sun! Of course not because no Chinese High guys were around! But because we were just a fun lot of people! Beaching up halfway at coney island and decided not to continue to Punggol Beach. Where has our determination gone to? Remember our YLTC Quote "What doesn't break you only make you stronger?" To Hell with it! Cos here's the result of 'giving up' going to Punggol for something better! Check it out!


That guy just plucked an orange from the orange tree at Coney Island


Someone is trying to fly like the other two


Here we come!


Now with the paddle!


Pawnees with the yellow paddles!




This picture sums up the day

Disclaimer: Any reference to Chinese High is entirely fictional. We have nothing against Chinese High.

The slower outdoors

I woke up at 6am this morning, not due to insomia but due to the urge to go for a morning ride on my bike from woodlands to yishun, down to mandai and back to woodlands. I started at high speed, intending to return home drenched in sweat, with undrainable lactic acid accumulated in my calves. It was indeed fun riding fast and cutting through the cool morning breeze, un-aerodynamically. Furthermore, riding at high speed was justifiable especially along the dark paths beside sembawang airbase, as the imagined ghosts, werevolves and vampires won't be able to catch up with me. It was until I reached mandai that I was compelled to slow down as I thought I shouldn't just zoom past these places without capturing them with my 2.0 megapix nokia 6288.


Dawn. Along Mandai Road, a place where we always take for granted as our cars zoom past at 100km/h


The peaceful seletar reservoir


Penguins + Grass?


Mystery revealed! Reminded me that I've never been to the zoo for many many years.


And a good reward gave the day a great start!

Cycling with a group of friends is filled with laughter and joy, you will never feel lonely with the great company. Cycling alone is a journey of contemplation and discovery, especially when you go at a slower pace, you see things you never noticed before when you are in a car zooming past it. At times, go slow to see the world go by.

Listening to your heart

AHM is coming and I've not been running further than 10km ever since my marathon last year because all the events that I took part since then were never longer than 10km. But the evening was really beautiful today, and I can't resist not leaving my house. Unlike other people who were attached and were going on a date with their girlfriends, I changed into my running gear and headed for the roads. Call me a loner, I don't care. It was going to be a run of uncertainty because I did not know what distance I would be running and I just recovered from a sprained ankle. Let's just run from woodlands to yishun and back! (I discovered this to be 16km when I plotted out the distance from the street directory when I reached home)

Off I ran, step by step, taking one breath every ten steps and soon I was in a rythmic motion. I could feel my heart pumping. As I ran alongside the sembawang airbase, to my left was the hustle and bustle of the cars and to my right was the serenity of the forest (its serene if you don't think of any ghost) It's an interesting contrast when you were running there. On the left the world zoom pass you but on the right, the world seemed to have stopped. There I was, running and listening to my heart pumping at the same time. I felt alive and at the same time peaceful. It must be the effect of endorphin. Who cares about that injured ankle! For that period of time when I was running, nothing else was on my mind. I was free from the clutches of time and emotions. I just had to move on step by step, enjoying the beautiful sight of the slowly darkening sky. Nothing else matters.

Don't worry so much about past injuries, for the more you worry the more it hinders you from moving forward. Life goes on and injuries are past events. Don't think about how far you have to go to reach your destination because once you label a number to the distance, it will make you cast doubts about your own ability. Enjoy the moments of the journey to your destination. Enjoy the breathing, the aches, the breeze and the timeless feeling of not bringing a watch with you. Listen to your heart. That's living.

Cycling Trip to Sungei Rengit

Finally, I get to go over to Malaysia to cycle on 2 Feb 07. This idea has been planted in my mind since Nov last year and I was glad that it has become a reality. Initially, I planned it to be a two day one night trip so that we could cycle to desaru to stay over for the night and return the next day. However, the trip turned out to be a day trip. Well, all was not lost, at least it has happened! Hahaha, at least its not NATO - No action, Talk only. And I was glad that it was a fulfilling half day of exploration.

Jing Song, Siao Hui and I loaned the mountain bikes and helmets from Changi Point and headed for Changi Point Ferry Terminal to board the bumboat to Tg Pengelih. We wasted quite an amount of time waiting for the ferry as there wasn't enough people to board it. Damn, our precious time! Well, we eventually reached Tg Pengelih at about 11am and immediately commenced out cycling.

So here are some of the pictures taken during the trip.


The three of us


How cui is the signboard


Monkey!


Wayang