Cycle. 100km. 6 hours. Pengarang – Desaru
So.. it was an early Saturday morning, the sun has just risen over the horizon..
.. and we arrived at Changi ferry terminal to take a, early ferry to Pengarang.
I’ve been to Pengarang once, but this time, it was for something totally different.
Roadtrip!!
We’re off!
My newly-acquired Shimano mountain bike shoe, with Jasbir Baby’s road bike shoe
Bryant’s parents, who have very kindly agreed to drive the safety vehicle for us
what they were taking a picture of
Guess what? You guess it.. the heavens decided that we’re too dehydrated.
Wet grounds = unreliable brakes. This photo was taken shortly after hy crashed into me.
rain + tired legs + cold winds + altered vision + kena crashed = blur kat
but we still cycled until our clothes and shoes and underwear dried.
Dont let our smiles fool you, we had hell of a time battling the hills.
Whoever said that the road to Desaru was hilly said it as an understatement. That’s me in pink struggling to keep up with Bryant.
Accomplished. 108.85km.
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Strategy rocks my world
Yesterday marked the last lesson of Strategy summer class. As Prof was giving a sort-of thank you speech, I cant help but let a temporary wave of emotions wash over me. This module is probably the one that I’ve enjoyed the most, with all thanks given to the prof. It ended way too soon.
He read something to us at the end of the lesson, as a take-away for all of us:
He has achieved success.
He,
who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much;
who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men, and the love of little children;
who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;
who has never lacked appreciation of Earth’s beauty or failed to express it;
who has left the world better than he found it,
whether an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul;
who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had;
whose life was an inspiration;
whose memory a benediction
- Bessie Anderson Stanley
Project group with prof
