3 months

She is growing very fast. Time really flies. Her weight is almost double already.

She has been very good so far. She seldom disturb her mom at night. Normally, she'd would sleep through the nite without much fuss. Been drinking a lot of milk.

She knows how to react to people. Here, smiling enthusiactically.

With her Lala (Big bro in Pakistani).

Having these two angles in the house makes me one hell of a happy father....!!

Whodat?

Someone asked me how big i was before... honestly, i dunno how to describe and i am tired of describing....

but i think these pictures will provide some clarity...

2006

2007

2007

Whodat?

That's me, me and me.

Yes. People used to tease me.

Yes. People used to give me that weird stare whenever i go especially at shopping malls.

Yes. People used to call me DBKL, MPPJ, tong sampah, tong drum etc

Yes. People used to push all the left overs to me whenever we go for a big makan.

Yes. People always fault me whenever the lift beeps if it's overloaded.

Yes. People always asked me to sit infront if we go out car-pooling.

Yes. People laughed at me when i said i play sports.

Yes. People are bias towards oversized guy. I can vouch it.

Yes. People look down on oversized guy. I can vouch that too.

and many many more....

Yes. Any more questions?

Rain, Rain, Rain

I am currently staring at the KL skyline from the office.

I see the same thing for past few weeks.

Rain, rain, rain.

sighhhh.....

Jog and tennis

I woke up 530am on Sunday morning with the intention of doing recovery run at the Lake Garden but somehow i felt a bit lethargic. A reason to skip training. I felt tired. I went back to sleep.

Then, woke up at 630am. did morning prayer and felt a slight strain on both thighs. Maybe my muscle hasnt recovered fully from yesterday's muscle cramp. Yet, another reason to skip training. I lied down on the bed and massage my thighs. I cold feel that my body was still warm from yesterday's work-out.

I saw sunrise from the bed. It's been awhile since the last time i saw sunrise from my own bedroom. Now, i usually greet the sunrise while i was riding or running.

My body was still tired but i forced myself out of the bed. I went out to buy breakfast for my family - roti canai, mee hoon goreng and kuih. I had an apple and half-boiled eggs.

Then, I passed the playground. I saw many people were exercising - young and old but I didnt feel motivated. I was still tired.

I reached home, change into my sporting gear and picked up the tennis bag. I am not sure what i am gonna do yet but at least i had all my gears in the car. Yes, i had goggles, swimming trunks, paddle, tennis bag, running shoes, Big Bertha clubs and Titleist driver. But still i havent decided what to do.

I left the house in the car - my usual way of testing my craving for a work-out.

I decided to play tennis after all.

I reached the tennis court and were full of players. No court for me.

I exchanged my tennis shoe for a pair of running shoes. I ended up running for 45 minutes. I am not sure the distance but it should be around 6-7km. Felt really really tired. Legs were wobbly and felt a tinge of pain on the right knee.

I sat next to the tennis court. Sweating like a pig. Body was as warm as a freshly grilled sirloin steak. I could see steam vapouring on my shoulder. Endorphin kicked in. I grabbed my tennis bag and went to the court. Ended up playing tennis for 2 hours. Feeling fresh and energetic upon reaching home.

Spent the rest of the day visiting my in-laws, went to a birthday party, watch a horrendous F1 and celebrated MU 3-2 magnificent win against Aston Villa.

Lesson learned : Our body is truly amazing. Never underestimate your body prowess. It'l surprise you when you least expected.

UK Perdana - Genting Sempah (4/4/09)

It was the first time i am trying this route.

I was told that to leave SK's house at 7am but unfortunately, it was 7am from Petronas at simpang wangsa maju. So, i sampai lambat larrr. In all the chaotic preparation, unnoticedly i had left my 'food' in the car.

SK and Jason blazed their way to meet Bandit and his friend at the Petronas station. From there, the train whizzed to an average of 30-33kmh. I was cursing left and right what's goin on with these people hitting top gear so soon and so early. Lil that i knew that the train had to pick up more passengers at HOA - Dr, Jamil and Saifuddin.

Anyway, by the time we scaled towards Genting Sempah, it was already 8 something. No more mist, no more cooling.

Being the first timer here, i wasnt sure what to expect from the climb. I decided to pace myself only. The route is not as scenic but longer than Genting Peres. The last few kms were quite challenging with many short, steep and sharp bends. Those with physical power will have no problem but i had to summon my mental strength to pull through. I could feel the accumulation of acid lactic as i mashed the pedal. Slightly more than 1 hour, we reached the top. Jamil and Jason had kindly enough waited patiently for our arrival.

After 10mins break, we ride down. It was fast and furious at certain corners and there were a lot more cars plying this route compared to Peres making it a lil bit dangerous to 'syok sendiri' with the downhill.

Anyway, in the absence of my 'food' - i felt a bit hungry as we reached HOA again. We have another 20km to go home but we didnt stop for refuelling. A big mistake.

On the way to UIA, Jason hit top gear again with SK and me trailing him. Bloody hell. Tak padan kecik tapi lagi gilos. I dropped Saifuddin as we reached the left turn traffic light going towards UIA. At the same point, i'd finished my water bottle. I was cursing quietly to myself for not refuelling at HOA.

True enough, by the time we scale the slight uphill at MRR2 going towards Ulu Kelang, my stomach started growling already. Energy was very slow and the heat was immense. I was looking for a pump station but couldnt find one.

We eventually stopped at a store just before zoo negara but it was too late as my tank was really empty and dehydrated. As we climbed back to UK Perdana, yes -the last evil climb, my left thigh went strike. Cramped.

It's been awhile since the last time i cramped and let this be a lesson that next time to make sure that i have the 'food' before any ride. Nutrition mesti jaga for the body to function properly. 2nd lesson was not to panic went i had cramped. Be patient and let the muscle relax again.

Anyway, it was generally a good moderate heavy duty work-out due to the speed work we did to and fro. Total distance was only 70km but the searing heat made it quite a challenge.

Kapas-Marang

Swimming from shore to shore, non-stop for 6km within 4 hours in an open sea water.

Technically, to finish the swim within the pre-scribed cut-off time, a swimmer must be able to complete every 500m in 20mins or less. That's the slowest possible time.

Is it possible ?

Bad feel, Good feel

Something new i learnt from one the pool session which i think i could share with y'all. I am not a good swimmer and infact, far from it. Trying to learn from videos, reading, Youtube etc but it doesnt help much. I just couldn't translate whatever i have learned into action.

Anyway, 'Feel' is a term used widely by swimmers to describe the kind of sensation you'll get whenever you are trying to trap as you thread the water.

Bad feel is something you do which will prevent you from achieving a good swim stroke. Example if you are swimming with your fingers widely spread between one another, you will not be able to trap the water properly. Thus, no matter how much energy you exert with the expectation to swim faster, you will never achieve it. Y? Because the water keep slipping through your palm and fingers.

Intuitively, i know i had problems with it especially whenever i'm tired, i tend to less loose a bit, loose focus, concentration and eventually, unconciously will do the 'bad feel'. Thus, all this while ive been wasting my energy unnecessarily.

Good feel is the when you are actually 'connecting' with the water. Same example, if you close your fingers properly, catch and pull the water accordingly- you will expereince a slight pressure concentrated on your plams. This is what you call 'feel'. You feel the water.

If you do it continuously and diligently, you will feel the water flowing over your body, hands, legs while you glide forward. This is what you called water feel.

All these while, i had never felt the 'feel' as much as yesterday. I was training with Bandit, Budin, Azmar and SK corrected my stroke. Suddenly i felt the 'feel'. Good feel.