Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Anxious

I'm not going...

but ....

I am having butterfly in the stomach syndrome
anxious
just couldn't sit still
uneasiness
cant stop thinking about it
and a host of other weird feelings

I wonder how the IM hopefuls are feeling right, now...

Monday, February 23, 2009

IM Hopefuls

Dear Friends,

You have trained hard,
Sacrificed your life,
Endured the never ending pain,
Just for the good mother of all triathlons.

You have swam in thousands of strokes,
Pedalled thousands of miles,
Pounded your knees on unlimited tarmac,
Just to be sacred IM mantle.

So, to all my friends who are gunning for the ultimate... you guys are bravehearts..!!

Good luck, best wishes and just do it...

I will be monitoring every moment of it....

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Another new beginning

This is an outstanding post. I wasnt keen to write and put the photos online but due to some requests especially for those who werent able to visit us during wifey's confinement. Thus, i will keep this post minimal and should you need more details, please call us personnally.



Wifey in a sedated state and ready for the op. I wonder what had gone thru her mind at this point of time.

About 10-15 mins later, she came out thru the 'window'. Mind you, the kicking leg first.

It was an amazing moment to listen to her first cry.

Proud Babah.

Still crying but nicely wrapped, warm and cosy.

VELKOM to the world, Syamima Aira.





Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Hey ya...!!

It has been a quiet 6 weeks since the arrival of my daughter and after i called off the plan to suffer at somewhere up north on a mystical island.

However, 'pantang' period is almost over, hence, my honeymoon is almost over too. Time to say goodbye to nasi lemak, nasi goreng, M&S custard cream, nasi beringin, cafe latte, rojak singapore etc. Welcome tasteless oats, 5 litre of plain water, greens, greens and more greens.

I missed my bike. I missed tanning my smooth skin in the middle of hot afternoon sun. Suddenly, it's difficult to even wake at 7am for work. I dunno where my running shoe is, somewhere in the closet, maybe etc.

Fitness wise... i am back to square one.... feels like Professor Klump one again.... i guess, hafta start all over again... walking it is... so, whoever wanna join me, let's jom...

The journey continues.....

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Exciting times

Last week was a wet weekend.

Cancelled the intended PD ride but later found out that the gang didnt do the ride due to heavy rain. Luckily, I tucked in bed nicely. Late afternoon, pulled up some weights and went extra length with bodyweight interval training. By night time, felt sore on the body, all round.

On Sunday, joined bacin, dicky, azmar and few other for a brick. Run 16km and swim. I came late and the rest left already. Thus, managed to do 10km only. Running mileage for the week = 6+22+6+10 = 44km. Not bad. Exciting and exhausting. At 9am, we went for swimming. I brought fins, hand paddles and a kickboard. Strength training beb. My body was already tired upon entering the pool but i just felt that i need to proceed to stretch the fitness envelope a lil bit futher. I did 1.3km only but my upper body, shoulder in particular was in tatters. Letih giler.

Training seemed to be good and on track. Though it's tiring, hard and sometimes time consuming but reward to my health supersedes everything. I'm feeling strong, lotsa vigour, fresh and alert at all times.

On top of all these adrenalin related activities, my adrenalin was pushed to the max when the Dr said wifey was going to deliver the baby last nite..!! Gelabah badak gak beb. tapi excited.

However, after further test and consultation, the Dr is willing to postpone the delivery until tomorrow morning..!! So, me going to be father of two in less than 24 hours.

Sigh (in a happy way), Good things are in abundance to welcome the new year... exciting times...

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Dec 08

It's been awhile i had such a long vacation from work.

Since i'm on leave today and nowadays, whenever i'm not working, i can no longer wake-up late. My eyes were already wide open at 530am.

I looked out the window. Nice weather ahead.

I prepped up, did my dawn solat and left the house.

The intention was to do a 12km, 2-loops around my neighbourhood. However, driven by excess adrenalin rush lately, i ended up doing 20km. It been awhile since the last time i ran that far but the difference now, i am walking much much less than before. The pain was almost the same but the difference now, the pain tasted much sweeter.

Did i enjoy my run? NO. I have never like running and i am still struggling to enjoy it.

However, running mileage has crept up quite a bit in the past fortnight. Infact, overall training intensity had gone a notched up a bit. I have been training non-stop in the last 9 days without a rest. The craving for training is back. I am not sure why. Must be the many holidays and opportunity to do a bit more than usual.

This month, running mileage, 93km. Cycling mileage approx 420km. Swimming, 2.8km. Weight loss, minimal. Weird.

Eager


Babah and Mama are nervously waiting for your arrival.

We have got everything possible ready to welcome you to the world including minyak telon (i love pronouncing the word telon.. telon. telon.. haha). Mama had been shopping and god knows how many pink dresses she had bought for you.

Every day and every night, we were talking about you and we hope you are listening. Your Lala (means elder brother in Urdhu), is accepting well that he'l will no longer be the only jewel in our family.




This is where you will sleep. Very soon.


Everything is set. Hope you'll like it!! Even your bouncing net is in pink.


Lala helping Babah preparing your essentials. Though Lala Faiq can be a bit naughty at times but Babah know for sure that he will take good care care of you. I am sure, Lala will screen test all your hopeful suitors before letting them see Mama and Babah.


We'll see you next week, ya..!! In the meantime, be a good girl and stop kicking your Mama. If possible, try swimming around and save your Mama from a belly cut.




Happy. Happy. Happy.