eyes on the ball. back swing. step forward.
follow-through.That's is a fine looking forehand.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Re-activating
It's been awhile... the blog has gone quiet... no news... no reports... no stories... it suffered some kind of a natural death.
In the past 6-months, work has taken over my life. I'm not giving any excuses.... but that's the reality.
I'm a wage earner. Working for people. Taking instructions from the top. Slaving for a big capitalist corporation with gigantic appetite for nothing except profit. Balancing work and life is a constant difficult act, more like fighting a loosing battle. When pressing deadlines looms, i dropped everything and pinned my butt, facing the emotionless IT monitor, forcing others to be become paid slaves too.
The long hours spent in the office has done nothing good to my mental and physical health. I have gained some kgs too. I have lost the vigour and motivation while never managed to stick to a solid training regime or a routine, something which i have no problem adhering to just awhile ago.
My normal 6-days-a-week-1-day-rest training schedule has dwindled invariably. Let's not go into intensity level, it fluctuates as wild as the Composite Index in recent times.
I blame it on myself... me and me...
i let 'it' take over my life... I have forgotten how i was 3 years ago... a man weighing 160kg with a 60 inches waist-line who can hardly breathe after a few flights of the staircase...
I got complacent while conveniently using the work pressure/work stress as the prime reason for slacking off.
(hitting my head on the wall.... very hard)....
I dont want live the life i had before...
I have to manage my work. I have to work around it. I have to deal with it.
All is not lost.
Despite the ups and downs , I ended 2009 season with some encouragement - hitting PB for Mizuno Wave run followed by another PB at the Powerman 2009 (albeit sprint event only). It baffled me, how the PBs were achieved despite the erratic or less training during th eperiod. The intensity and motivation, however, were not sustainable. It was easy to turn down training invitations when i used to breathe and eat with it not long ago. The adrenalin flow swells and contracts as quickly as Tiger Woods popularity.
Picking up where i left off, I started 2010 with a some encouragement too. While others were reaching their peak especially the Ironmans, traditionally, Jan-March are my low down period. Nonetheless, by completing NB30km (my longest ever run race) and Putrajaya Night Half Monty, i did something which I've never done in the past. Hence, there's still hope.
As usual, i would easily get pumped up after reading the many Ironmans race reports. Their stories and experiences inspired many others including me. These guys are warriors in their own way.
I have pondered and procrastinated over it for quite awhile and i think the time has come.
It's time to take action, change and take charge of my life.
I'm re-activating all systems.
I'm back.
In the past 6-months, work has taken over my life. I'm not giving any excuses.... but that's the reality.
I'm a wage earner. Working for people. Taking instructions from the top. Slaving for a big capitalist corporation with gigantic appetite for nothing except profit. Balancing work and life is a constant difficult act, more like fighting a loosing battle. When pressing deadlines looms, i dropped everything and pinned my butt, facing the emotionless IT monitor, forcing others to be become paid slaves too.
The long hours spent in the office has done nothing good to my mental and physical health. I have gained some kgs too. I have lost the vigour and motivation while never managed to stick to a solid training regime or a routine, something which i have no problem adhering to just awhile ago.
My normal 6-days-a-week-1-day-rest training schedule has dwindled invariably. Let's not go into intensity level, it fluctuates as wild as the Composite Index in recent times.
I blame it on myself... me and me...
i let 'it' take over my life... I have forgotten how i was 3 years ago... a man weighing 160kg with a 60 inches waist-line who can hardly breathe after a few flights of the staircase...
I got complacent while conveniently using the work pressure/work stress as the prime reason for slacking off.
(hitting my head on the wall.... very hard)....
I dont want live the life i had before...
I have to manage my work. I have to work around it. I have to deal with it.
All is not lost.
Despite the ups and downs , I ended 2009 season with some encouragement - hitting PB for Mizuno Wave run followed by another PB at the Powerman 2009 (albeit sprint event only). It baffled me, how the PBs were achieved despite the erratic or less training during th eperiod. The intensity and motivation, however, were not sustainable. It was easy to turn down training invitations when i used to breathe and eat with it not long ago. The adrenalin flow swells and contracts as quickly as Tiger Woods popularity.
Picking up where i left off, I started 2010 with a some encouragement too. While others were reaching their peak especially the Ironmans, traditionally, Jan-March are my low down period. Nonetheless, by completing NB30km (my longest ever run race) and Putrajaya Night Half Monty, i did something which I've never done in the past. Hence, there's still hope.
As usual, i would easily get pumped up after reading the many Ironmans race reports. Their stories and experiences inspired many others including me. These guys are warriors in their own way.
I have pondered and procrastinated over it for quite awhile and i think the time has come.
It's time to take action, change and take charge of my life.
I'm re-activating all systems.
I'm back.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Beef Macaroni
I have an Iftar potluck gathering tonite in Sg Buloh at SK's house.
Everyone has to bring something and i told wifey what should i bring to the gathering. I had a few options already but considering the people coming are mostly triathletes and food concious people, i was down to bringing healthy food.
Wait a sec, healthy food? nahh... what the heck.... let's carbo load. That would be a better choice. The guys wanted satay kambing but i just dunno where to get it during this fasting month. I will try to get it later anyway.
In the end, we decided to cook beef macaroni. Carbo loaded protein with vegetable as fibre. Healthy enough larr...
This ws how it was done.
Simple ingredients.
Tomato puree, chilli boh, blended garlic and onion. Eggs for finishing touch. Salt for taste.
Thinly sliced cabbage for fibre.
500gm macaroni. boiled with a pinch of salt. Strained.
add salt and keep stirring the mix. let it simmer. The smell will invade the whole kitchen.
Add two/three eggs depending on your preferences. Cover the eggs with macaroni and let it cooked underneath. Stir well.
Beef macaroni with eggs.
Everyone has to bring something and i told wifey what should i bring to the gathering. I had a few options already but considering the people coming are mostly triathletes and food concious people, i was down to bringing healthy food.
Wait a sec, healthy food? nahh... what the heck.... let's carbo load. That would be a better choice. The guys wanted satay kambing but i just dunno where to get it during this fasting month. I will try to get it later anyway.
In the end, we decided to cook beef macaroni. Carbo loaded protein with vegetable as fibre. Healthy enough larr...
This ws how it was done.
Simple ingredients.
Tomato puree, chilli boh, blended garlic and onion. Eggs for finishing touch. Salt for taste.
Thinly sliced cabbage for fibre.
500gm macaroni. boiled with a pinch of salt. Strained.Tumis all the ingredients together gether and add the mince meat. the aroma is heaven. Fasting make more challenging.
add salt and keep stirring the mix. let it simmer. The smell will invade the whole kitchen.Add macaroni and stir until well covered with the beef sauce.
Add two/three eggs depending on your preferences. Cover the eggs with macaroni and let it cooked underneath. Stir well.Add cabbage and stir well. Keep the heat low. You just wanna let the cabbage wilt in the heat. not overly cook it.
Beef macaroni with eggs.
Wahllahhh.....
Enjoy.. Le Tuang...
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Weekend ride : 25/7/2009
Menu : Bt14-Bt18-Genting Peres-Kuala Klawang-Bt18-Bt14
Actual : Bt14-Bt18-Genting Peres-Kuala Klawang-Bt18
Big group today. There were easily 12-15 riders at Bt14. Another 4-5 waiting at Bt18.
The train from Bt14 left around 745am. We met the Bt18 train around 20mins later.
By the time we got to Simpang Tiga, there were easily 23 riders going up Peres.
From Peres, when i thot most of them were going to Klawang, it turned out to be most of them turning back to Tekala. Special note to Senn, "You conned me again.. and again.. and again..!
Only 10 of us were stupidly brave enough to head to Klawang. And most of them were Ironman. IM Azwar, IM Bacin, IM Dicky, IM Ishsal, IM Abu, IM Adeline, Dek Dush (not sure an IM or not but he's damn strong), Alwin, Vicky and me.
Ride to Klawang was smooth. But riding back was not. It was hot, humit, hazy and hell.
While the rest were blazing up reverse Peres like Contador, Vickey and me were left behind to suffer. Well, i for one, has gottten used to being dropped by these mutants.
Anyway, on the way down from Peres to Simpang Tiga, Vickey alerted that my rear wheel was wobbling. We did a quick check at the Simpang and it turned out to be that one of the spoke had gotten a bit loose. As we were riding towards BT18, the wobbling got worse. It made me worried, now.
We catched up with the rest while they were having a drink at one of the stall 7km frm BT18 town. Alwin examined the wheel again and the news was not good. It was at that time i decided to search for a rescue. Luckily, Mac was still having lunch at BT14 and I SOS him for help. Mac being the ever helpful guy, had turned back came looking for me. He rescued me at a bus stop 500m before BT18 near the bahulu shop. Thus, my ride ended there.
Not the kind of ending which i had wished for but it's better to be safe than sorry. I was told that if the wheel condition deteriorated further, i could risk an accident should the wheel collapsed all together.
By then, i had covered 114km. The first long ride of the year. I'll take it anytime.
The Klawang ride and the torturous reverse Peres climb stood true to its name. I wish to conquer it outright, one day. Perhaps, one day i will but until then, it will always haunt me.
Actual : Bt14-Bt18-Genting Peres-Kuala Klawang-Bt18
Big group today. There were easily 12-15 riders at Bt14. Another 4-5 waiting at Bt18.
The train from Bt14 left around 745am. We met the Bt18 train around 20mins later.
By the time we got to Simpang Tiga, there were easily 23 riders going up Peres.
From Peres, when i thot most of them were going to Klawang, it turned out to be most of them turning back to Tekala. Special note to Senn, "You conned me again.. and again.. and again..!
Only 10 of us were stupidly brave enough to head to Klawang. And most of them were Ironman. IM Azwar, IM Bacin, IM Dicky, IM Ishsal, IM Abu, IM Adeline, Dek Dush (not sure an IM or not but he's damn strong), Alwin, Vicky and me.
Ride to Klawang was smooth. But riding back was not. It was hot, humit, hazy and hell.
While the rest were blazing up reverse Peres like Contador, Vickey and me were left behind to suffer. Well, i for one, has gottten used to being dropped by these mutants.
Anyway, on the way down from Peres to Simpang Tiga, Vickey alerted that my rear wheel was wobbling. We did a quick check at the Simpang and it turned out to be that one of the spoke had gotten a bit loose. As we were riding towards BT18, the wobbling got worse. It made me worried, now.
We catched up with the rest while they were having a drink at one of the stall 7km frm BT18 town. Alwin examined the wheel again and the news was not good. It was at that time i decided to search for a rescue. Luckily, Mac was still having lunch at BT14 and I SOS him for help. Mac being the ever helpful guy, had turned back came looking for me. He rescued me at a bus stop 500m before BT18 near the bahulu shop. Thus, my ride ended there.
Not the kind of ending which i had wished for but it's better to be safe than sorry. I was told that if the wheel condition deteriorated further, i could risk an accident should the wheel collapsed all together.
By then, i had covered 114km. The first long ride of the year. I'll take it anytime.
The Klawang ride and the torturous reverse Peres climb stood true to its name. I wish to conquer it outright, one day. Perhaps, one day i will but until then, it will always haunt me.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Awesome... 
So does a Red Devil....
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