cyturday

...because it's cyturday morning. on a stool at the stairway, receiving the inviting breeze and the lush greenery. cooling down with chilled 100plus, mind takes over the spinning from the burning legs. yielding to reverie, just like how it should be...

...a cycle saturday...

unfounded fears, revenge mission accomplished

looking back at the 2 sep 2009 post makes it even sweeter.

that the fears were unfounded. and the dream has come true.

that the revenge mission is duly accomplished. the ghost of the 'a' level results has been killed.

2 up.

red

white/red, the lovely scheme of my one-week-old giant roadie
though today a lovely good friday she and i saw a different red
the red of danger
the red of blood
our maiden visit to old upper thomson road
on that final turn, a right bender
too much speed too much gradient too much damp
too little roadie experience too little braking technique too little prudence
too much braking
too little traction
rear wheel locked up
buang

you know you love your bike a lot
when you were immediately more concerned about its damage
than your own
torn bar tape, neligible brake lever battlescars, slanted but recoverable brake lever hoods
thankfully nothing serious
scraped bruised elbow, scraped bruised butt, torn jersey pockets
thankfully nothing serious

crash with a laugh, making it the last
better learn the lesson on a deserted road than a busy one

envisaging myself enjoying the cycling passion long into my twilight years
any less optimism would melt this dream to tears

pedal safe with the red danger in mind
pedal on for the red passion at heart

160110 - 8 diners & 2 pots

for the first time
eight of us

for the first time
two pots

a significant moment
it should mean a lot

which line to take

went tracking on a kart
a scaled down f1 experience
and a metaphor for life
infinite lines to take
no single best line
different driver different car different weather different track condition
different lives different ideologies different ambitions different strengths & weaknesses

however
several laps in a race to try out different lines
but in one's life how many laps are there?

bkk trip

fearless cabbies
nightly drizzles
leg aching walks
countless ladyboys
monster pickup trucks
language barriers
insatiable shopping
risky road crossings
bargaining battles

and tiffs & laughters
with my wonderful company

W

talk about W-curve for a double dip recession.
man utd 4-3 man city was the real deal,
W-shaped rollercoaster for the heart.
good that it ended with united at the higher tip of the W,
and silly city at the rock bottom of the W.

one step back

good news that i've successfully cleared 8 out of 12 of them.
bad news that i've taken one step back from the 2nd upper dream.
or maybe it was a foolish dream not meant to be from the start.
feels like good news < bad news.

battlescars not scratches

scratches invoke heartpain
battlescars exude character
battlescars, not scratches
my ti eco-zilla!