Pabila Bas Meninggalkan Aku

Kejadian seumpama ini sudah lama tidak terjadi pada aku.

Dan sudah hampir 10 tahun aku tidak menaiki kenderaan awam paling popular di negeri ini. Kali terakhir aku berulang alik naik bas ialah sewaktu aku mula bekerja dulu. Pun begitu bas itu sering menghampakan aku yang mana membuatkan aku terpaksa berjalan 4km ke bus stop di jalan besar...... dengan baju kebaya dan kasut tumit tinggi.... (ya aku kadang2 sangat feminine walaupun tidak suka memakai lipstick) kerana bas yang aku tunggu tidak muncul-muncul.

Pernah juga berlaku apabila bas tidak sampai-sampai dan oleh kerana aku sudah sangat-sangat terlewat, aku telah menahan satu kereta polis yang sedang lalu memintanya menghantar aku ke tempat kerja. Polis yang baik hati itu, walaupun agak terkejut, telah sudi menghantar aku pada pagi itu. Sebab itu walaupun ramai orang yang marah dan kata macam-macam pada Polis Malaysia, aku diamkan saja.

Dua kejadian itu (dimana yang pertama sangat kerap berlaku walaupun tanpa baju kebaya) tidaklah boleh dikira sebagai ketinggalan kerana taman yang aku duduk itu selalu dianggap oleh pemandu bas sebagai tempat orang yang berduit yang tak perlukan khidmat bas. Atas anggapan itu, pemandu bas selalu menipu syarikatnya dengan tidak mahu lalu di taman aku. Dia tidak tahu bahawa atas ketidak-prihatinannya itu, aku lah yang menjadi mangsa. Dia tidak tahu bahawa ada hamba Allah yang tidak berduit untuk beli kereta lagi waktu itu.

Ok. Balik kepada tajuk. Aku benar-benar ketinggalan bas pagi tadi bila aku "ter"bangun lewat dan sebaik sahaja aku sampai ke tempat menunggu bas, aku hanya sempat melihat punggung bas tersebut. Dengan pandangan sayu dan mata terkelip-kelip, aku terus juga memparkir kereta dan mengambil keputusan bahawa walau apa pun berlaku aku tidak akan membawa kereta. Aku bertekad untuk menunggu dengan harapan masih ada bas yang akan datang membawa aku ke tempat kerja.

Alhamdulillah, tidak sampai pun 15 minit, sebiji bas tiba dan aku sangat gembira kerana bas itu berhawa dingin.. yeahhh.... tidak seperti bas yang aku hanya sempat lihat punggungnya tadi yang seperti bas zaman P.Ramlee... bas yang baru tiba sangat selesa dengan tempat duduk yang empuk dan lapang. Kaki aku tidak lagi tersepit dengan tempat duduk depan.

Jika beginilah keadaan bas yang aku 'discover' pada hari ini pada pukul 8.15, aku rasa kalau aku 'ter'bangun lewat lagi sekali esok pun tak pa nih.......

Oh ya perjalanan hanya mengambil masa lebih kurang 30 minit .

Memang bas aku bas lama, tapi tidaklah seburuk ini

Ini bukan gambar kejadian sebenar antara aku dan bas

aku pakai kebaya ok !

bukan sari

:-P

A Thought ....

I had posted an entry the last time warning people not to get involved with married couple's feud. I ve heard so many stories where a best friend could turn to be an enemy just because she told the wife about the affair of the husband. The case could be vice versa too and I used to wonder why the wife/husband would always listen and accept their spouses' excuses and justifications even when it is a clear cut or caught in the act case.

But now I know why. The reason is because the partner would always want to believe what they want to believe, they want to hang on to every single explanations, justifications, excuses which are all lies most of the times, because if they do not take the "accused" words, they would have to deal with the most difficult situation and might soon have to make a life changing decision. Instead of continuing with any unwanted ugly battles and scenes with the accused, its much better to gulp in everything he/she said and move on...


Case closed.

One continue to hope and pray that it will never crop out again....





....too bad......because sometimes, it will...

Its Not That Bad

Ya... memang bukanlah sesuatu yang teruk jika naik bas ke tempat kerja. Saya tahu kalau yang tinggal di KL, naik bas atau LRT atau tren, semuanya itu bukanlah sesuatu yang asing lagi. Tapi, bila tinggal di bandar kecil, atau negeri kecil seperti di utara ini, menaiki kenderaan awam bukanlah sesuatu yang ditunggu-tunggu atau disukai. Kenderaan awam yang paling utama pula hanyalah bas.

Bas kat sini pula bukanlah bas yang macam Intrakota ka Rapid ka... yang di KL sana. Di sini bas yang ada biasanya yang macam kamu semua tengok dalam cerita P Ramlee tu, yang macam dalam cerita "Masam-masam Manis"; hah macam tu lah bas yang saya naik pagi tadi..... Cuma yang bezanya saya dengan "Cikgu Murni", tak adalah lelaki hensem yang mengorat saya .

Few Adjustments

There are some things which I find that need a few adjustments to my new life now in Jitra. For instance:-

1. The Distance

Its now a 23 km drive from the new house to my office when it used to be only 7 km drive all these years. So, everyday its now more than a 40km drive. Hmmmm....

2. The Tolls

If I am late (which I find almost every other day) I can just use the highway which cost me RM4 to and fro; RM1.60 for the the first toll and another RM0.40 for the second one. And for one month I d have to spend close to RM120 on toll alone. Even if I dont use the first toll (by taking another route to go out through the second toll) I still have to spend almost RM32 monthly.


Now since there's a price hike on the fuel, I am seriously thinking of other alternatives to commute to work; yes, Jamis does come to my mind ... but to cycle 46 km everyday .. oh come on, even a pro will give it a second thought.. (kan Aini kan kan kan). Going is ok.. but the coming back time would be a dread, especially after all hard (?) day at work. I might have to take the taxi for me and Jamis to go back to Jitra which will defeat the purpose since the taxi price wont be RM15 anymore (before the hike).

The other choice is the BUS. Hmm.. I can park my car near the bus station in Jitra and take the bus straight to my workplace.

The price of the "I Love Jitra" thing

Oh ya, since I have to start early to work, I cant cycle and run in the morning anymore except during the weekend. So I have now started my cycling at night; quite safe actually. I dont know about my running yet.. but I'll figure it out when I buy the spot light to attach to my body during the running.......

Dia Mai Dah

JCPenney online dah mai dah..... !!


Excitednya aku


http://www.jcpenney.com.my/



Ingat nak beli boot satu lah





... murah saja RM134.99





*maklumlah kat Jitra ni snow kadang
sejuk sampai ke kaki

Perempuan Macam Polis .....

Evidence dah penuh keliling pinggang
masih mahukan Confession !

:-)

I Love Jitra

So, I'm getting into the third week of staying in the new house now. Actually its not exactly new in the true sense, its a second hand house which I bought from an old couple who made the house as their vacation/transit house. A semi detached house just like I always wanted, not so small and not so big. I dont think I can handle a bigger house. My priority is the windows, for the wind to go in and out; good ventilation is a must. I cant stand a house with no windows or just one or two.

I couldnt thank HIM more for making my dreams and my wishes come true. The surrounding is just nice too; fresh air, good neighbours who are not so nosy but still keeping their eyes on my every moves (haha..who wouldnt when a single lady with a racing bike moves in). Well at least they dont come around and start asking questions.

My house is not very far from the Jitra small town. You can find almost everything within a 5 - 7 minutes drive, the small mall with its own cineplex and bowling alley, Old Town cafe, Pizza Hut, KFC, and the rows of food stalls and some other small shops with reasonable price goods. And if you need to go to Alor Star, you can take the highway which is about 1km away from my place. What more could I ask...?

Alhamdulillah

And of course Jitra is nice for my cycling and running too. Like I ve said before, its quite hilly and the road's condition is not bad.

Soon a makcik with tudunng on a road bike would be normal sight here in Jitra.

Popo Was In Trauma, The Kitchen Cabinet Still Hasnt Come

I ve moved in to the new house. Most of the things were shoved into the big black plastic bags, and some thrown into the boxes with a thought that the unpacking and finding things would be dealt with later. (Sure enough... I could not find my my shirt after that).

The main issue I had to face during the transition was Popo. It was such a traumatic experience for him and for me too for not knowing how to handle him. He was so terrified with all the bustling, sounds of things being moved and voices of strangers in the house. It was apparent I was not prepared when it came to him. At one point he was so scared that he went into hiding and I found him later on with full of dirts and oil ( i think he must have been hiding under a vehicle). I put him inside the toilet and later into a cage and Popo went berserk. He had never been caged before.

When I brought him inside the new house, he was still inside the cage, crying and complaining but a bit calmed as he started to see things which are familiar to him, like the sofas, his play tent, Jamis (my bike, not a Javanis worker) and a few other things which are not new to his sniffing nose.

Since there were still some strangers inside the house, he was still in shock and when I let him out of the cage, he went into a corner and stayed there for quite some times. He was only relaxed after being coaxed with some fresh shrimps and the sound of my sweet tender loving care voice. (Perlukah dijelaskan di sini suara aku sweet? Ya, perlu.).

Anyways, after two nights at the new house he is now adjusting himself well with the surroundings, sniffing and snooping around.

Alhamdulillah.


Oh ya.... I love my new house !

Just A Thought

Sometimes, well most of the times, it is best to acknowledge the mistake we make and apologize. Our ego may not like it, but if you suppress the ego, you can stand taller without even looking like a looser. But if you keep on staying in the denial state, you would discover how hard it is to find all sorts of excuses and justifications for the mistake made. Just admit it and move on. People may or may not forget the blunder but they will definite respect you more for the courage you put on when you admit it to them.

If you keep on denying and giving excuses and worse still if you start blaming it on other people, it tells a lot about the person you are and you may not like if if you know what we think of you.

The Effect of The Green Tiles

I am finally moving out of my rented house insya Allah this weekend. I'm stressing insya Allah , God Will, and with all my wills, hopefully I will be done with the packing by that time. Theres nothing more that I detest more other than three things; packing, packing and unpacking. Of course, its the way of the world, we may not like doing things we re doing but we know we have to do them anyway.

The Contractor is on the run again. He s been hiding behind the wife literally and physically, but I have to give him some credits for his lack of thinking here. Firstly, he should have known that by causing me troubles he would definitely be black listed by all my friends and secondly he must have read my name card wrongly about my profession. Had he understood the meaning of my work, he would know I CAN be mean. I was angry at first, but now all I'm interested is to get things done.

I had to take things into my hand and continued where he left. I bought the tiles and everything and had to ask HIS worker to finish it off. Shukri (the worker) said he would have definitely finished everything off long ago had there been no delay in the tiles. Its so odd that the tiles for the bathroom never came. I bought the tiles for the bathroom and took the opportunity to even change the tiles in the kitchen. The kitchen tiles was apparently a huge mistake. I thought the color and texture were cool to my so called artistic eyes but I guess since it was put up to the walls, it didnt look that good and cool anymore. cK was even asking me "What were you thinking when you chose the color?" Ok, I admit it that that green was horrible.

Ever since I changed the green kitchen tiles, things are starting to fall into places, even though the contractor still wont pick up my phone, his wife has put on a brave face and took things into her hands. The wife apparently works under him too. I cant get angry with the wife as its not her fault and all I know I have to work with her so that I could get my kitchen cabinet ready in time.

Now come to think of it.. all the delays with the house must be due to that horrible ugly tiles. The thing is that when I first bought the house I asked Allah "Please let me have a beautiful house". And Allah The All-Knowing must have known that HE can never granted me that wish if the green tiles is still around.

Alhamdulillah. Allah Hu Akbar.

Things I Learn

Ok. I know my heart beat has never touched 40bpm, the lowest was 79 of which i tried my best lying down in bed not moving an inch and trying my best not to even blink my eyes too, afraid that the blinking would erupt the beat.

and so I learned to listen to my own body instead of struggling to follow others' workout. I have to get it in my head, Aini is much younger and she s been at it for some times now. I have to accept that I cannot climb the hill like her at the moment, even though I do think that i dont have issues when coming down, and thats because my size is double her size.

and so i learned the best way to get it going without being "overtrained" and get all cranky and jeorpadize my relationship with everybody, is by doing it slow. Lower my heart rate to between 60-75% of the maximum heart beat, during the workout so that I could teach my body to burn the stored fat (of all my staple food of pastas pizza lasagna) first rather that groping for the carbo.

ok and so i learned i need not have to have a Prince to make me a good cyclist. I need to push more to pedal at higher cadence without even bouncing on the seat. A carbo frame wont help me at that.

and so I am learning how to balance my energy for running and cycling. I could run 10km a few weeks ago, but now, I'm back to walking and running and its such a torment to even run 3 km. My cycling on the other hand is getting better.


Now, perhaps some swimming would balance everything up ..........

Posisi Aerodynamic

Kalau kita baca pasal teknik kayuh basikal ni, kita akan jumpa bahawa posisi yang paling bagus untuk mengayuh dengan lebih laju ialah dengan posisi aerodynamic. Posisi ini membolehkan kita menambahkan kelajuan dengan mengurangkan rintangan angin dan menggunakan tenaga yang sedikit apabila berkayuh.

Memang tertungging-tungging tonggek bongkok apa segala para pengkayuh basikal nak bagi badan dalam aero position, sakit habih pinggang bahu semua (aku lah tu...)

Tapi...bila aku solat... baru aku terperasan......... kalaulah aku ni rajin buat solat sunat beratus-ratus rakaat, pasti aku tiada masaalah naik basikal...

Sebabnya... tiada posisi yang lebih aerodynamic melainkan waktu ruku' dan sujud .............

Saturday Ride

I had a good ride yesterday even though at the last 10km I was really gasping for air ..

I started out quite early from the house, right after Subuh prayer. At first I was planning to go out as early as 5.45 am and stop by at Nora's house for the prayer before proceeding to Changloon, but then I thought I might as well start from the house rather than knocking on Nora's door when shes still in Dream Wonderland. I had done all the packing that night and so its only a matter of dressing up and putting on the make up ( kidding..make up hapanya nak kayuh basikal) and sped off to Changloon in a matter of 25 mins. I took the highway.

Alor Star is a very flat land, you wont find any hills around and we dont have that many flyovers here to try climbing. Thats why I always love cycling in Jitra because of the few small hills here and there. This time around anyways, I had Changloon in mind, thinking of climbing that hill again on the way to UUM and make a turning to go to Perlis through Pauh and go down to Kodiang before coming back to Changloon. The ride should be around 56km.

I only had one bottle of plain drinking water and a power bar. What a mistake, I should have put Gatorade instead, as I learned later in the ride.

Its only after the 5th km when I met with THAT HILL, and since I'm quite new, the climb was really a test. When I started to climb I was pedaling at almost 60rpm and when I was about to reach the top my HRM was shouting at more than 160 and the speed was at about 10-13km/h. I had to stop to at the top to make sure the heart dropped at 131 before coming down. But the climb was worth it because what a descend I had. I was going down at 51.6km/h !!! Yeehaaaaa.... Last week I only managed to get 44km/h doing the same hill.

I had to face a few small hills afterwards and more climbing before coming to the round-about in front of UUM for the turn. The returning trip from UUM was not as bad as it was now a matter of going down and I could try the big gears for a speed. Again I had to face the HILL and tortured my heart, my feet and all of my body for the second time. I was climbing at the last few meters to the top at 5-6km/h !!

I took the Changloon-Kuala Perlis highway which was about 13km from the UUM-Changloon junction and took a turn to Pauh. The ride on the highway was smooth. I was pedaling at the rate of 25-30km/h which to me is quite fast as my usual average is about 21km/h. Maybe this time around I was trying pedaling with the big gear. Pauh was nice and the road was not as bad as I had expected. I was cycling under shades of trees and it was quite refreshing, especially after coming from the scorching hot sun at the high way. It was cool and relaxing from Pauh to Kodiang but when I reached the latter the road was apparently under construction *sigh* . I did not have to suffer that much as after about 400m I then made a left turn at the famous junction of Kodiang towards Changloon again.

This road should take about 13km but I was very close to bonking. I did take a few sips during the ride and I even stopped for a half of the powerbar at one point but my energy level was very low. I saw a shabby closed old shop hut with and old rattan chair with cushion outside and decided to take a break. I finished the other half of the powerbar and just sat there watching the kampung folks going up and down. After 5mins or more I continued the ride but I was having a tough time. The road greeted me with many ups and downs, and its all about "oh no..another climb" and "ahh yes...coming down" and "oh no..another climb again..".... It was not supposed to be that bad, all are very small climbs, but since I was close to worn-out, I was crying all the way..! And there were a few kids on the road who were trying to have fun with me by pulling some rope in the middle of the road (like coming to finishing line) that I had to shout out loud "Wehhhh Hoii..! Jangan ! Jangan !! Tak mau mainnnn.. Jatuh nanti...!!" Ya, I was cranky because I was tired.

I finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel, when I saw Changloon town again ! Alhamdulillah. Since I was dead beat, I didnt bother to use the proper lane, and since my car was not very far from the junction and all the cars were not speeding, I took the incoming car lane and carefully rode on the right side of the road. Yes, it was dangerous, but I took the chance.

I had never been happier to see my car again!


Dist: 58.8KM
Av : 21.7 km/h
Mx: 51.6 km/h

Heart Rate

Av: 148
Mx: 164

Cycling Is Fun

I want to go, I want to go
To the greenfileds with you baby
C'mon lets go. c'mon lets go
Wo Wo Wo

Riding on a bicycle together
We could ride forever
C'mon letes go, C'mon lets go
Wo Wo Wo

Riding on the cycling road
Everyone is having fun
Riding on the cycling road
Nobody knows our cycling road


Shonen Knife
Cycling Is Fun

Adik Dan Boifrennya Yang Jaguh Lari

Tiba-tiba aku teringat cerita Adik yang beria-ria cerita pasal boifren baru dia. (Adik baru darjah 3 ok waktu itu).

"Kak Ann boifren Adik tu best !"

"Ya ka..?"

"Ha ahh... best wooh dia... dia lari kuat tau.... lajuuuuu !"

"Ahaa..."

"Dalam sekolah tu dia yang paling lari laju sekali. Adik kalau main dengan dia, tak larat tauu nak ligan*... "

"Uhhh.. hebatnya"

"Ha ahh.. dia lari laju sungguh, kalau Kak Ann lawan lari dengan dia pun, Kak Ann pun kalahhhh..."


Aku, dalam hati. "Mak aii.. banding aku dgn boifren dia pulak."

*kejar

Nenek Tua Di Pizza Hut

Hari itu aku dan Nora ke Pizza Hut Jitra, menikmati hidangan dengan lahapnya, terutamanya ahli sukan (ehem ehem ehem) yang baru kayuh basikal Jitra-Changloon-UUM.

Sekali, kami berdua terlihat seorang nenek tua dengan baju lusuh kain batik berserta beg plastik di tangan masuk ke restoran itu. Aku dan Nora memang pernah lihat nenek itu berjalan seorang diri kadang di sekitar Jitra, dan bila melihat dia, tersentuh rasa kasihan memikirkan kenapa dia dibiarkan berjalan seorang diri. Tapi bila difikirkan semula, mungkin anak cucunya sudah tidak mampun membendung keinginan nenek tua untuk keluar berjalan. Mungkin sudah habis ikhtiar mereka untuk menghalangnya dari keluar rumah.

Ok. Kembali pada Pizza Hut. Nenek itu, kami lihat berjalan dari meja ke meja seperti berbual dan bertanya khabar. Tapi kata Nora nenek tua sedang meminta wang dari orang ramai.

Kaki nenek tua akhirnya sampai ke meja kami. Kami pun menyapanya, bertanyakan sama ada dia sudah makan atau belum. Kataku " Kalau nenek nak makan duduklah... nanti saya order kan makanan. "

"Nenek mahu Pizza?"tanyaku

Dia gelengkan kepalanya. "Nek tak lalu makan.."

"Nenek mahu cappuccino ..? Kita letak whip cream..nak?"

Hehe..Ok nenek tak mahu makan atau minum cappuccino. Aku dan Nora tahu dia mahukan wang. Sambil aku buka beg tangan (ahli sukan pun ada handbag tau..) dia bertanya pada kami:-

"Kerja kat mana cek berdua nih...?"

"Saya kerja kat Alor Star" kataku sambil menghulurkan RM5 padanya.

Sambil mengambil wang tersebut nenek tua masih sempat memberitahu kami orang lain memberinya "dua ketul merah" (ya dia benar-benar guna term itu).

Sambil aku dan Nora tersengih aku kata padanya "Ya lah..depa kaya duit banyak..."

Masih mengenggam not hijau RM5 itu dia bertanya lagi.

"Kerja apa ...?"

"Saya kerja kayuh basikal..."

Nora tergelak kecil.

Nenek merenung aku dan kemudian menyua kembali pada aku not hijau itu.

"Nahh lah.. ambik lah ....."

"Eh tak payahh.... saya bagi kat nenek.."

"Ambiklah balik..satgi tak cukup duit pulak..
dah kerja pun kecik dok kayuh basikal saja.."

Sudah tentu aku tak ambil RM5 tu. Buruk siku nanti.Tapi kami kemudiannya diberitahu budak-budak pizza kat situ bahawa nenek tu memang macam tu, kalau not merah dia ambikla, kalau biru dia tak ambik........ hehehe

Kata budak pizza lagi, dia selalu masuk Pizza Hut. Sejuk katanya ada aircond. Kat luar panas.

Waktu aku dan Nora melangkah keluar dari Pizza Hut kami nampak nenek tua sedang duduk atas kerusi di situ dengan gaya yang sungguh relaks dan santai dengan kaki di letakkan di atas kerusi sebelah lagi.

Aku rasa dia tengah tunggu order "Pepperoni Delight Stuffed Crust with Extra Cheese" kot..... maklum dia dah dapat dua ketul merah dan satu ketul hijau...

Aku doakan dia selamat di jalanan.

Dari Alor Star

Alhamdulillah buat pertama kali dalam sejarah Kedah perubahan itu berlaku juga, walaupun aku pada mulanya sebelum pilihanraya bermula agak skeptikal dan bimbang rakyat masih tidak mahu berfikir.

Aku rasa ada banyak benda yang perlu dilakukan oleh Pembangkang (yeahhh..!) untuk menawan kembali Kedah, tetapi berita baiknya aku rasa Pembangkang (lagi sekali yeahhh!(first time boleh panggil depa pembangkang)) benda-benda tersebut tidak akan mampu mereka lakukan.

Terlalu banyak isu dalam yang perlu diselesaikan mereka. Seperti bisul yang sudah masak dan meletup, nanah yang keluar berbau hanyir di semua lima tempat ! Seperti juga kapal yang akan tenggelam, masing-masing hanya memikirkan diri sendiri, hatta nakhoda kapal sekalipun perlu dan mahu selamatkan dirinya dulu. *

Anak-anak kapal masing-masing mahu melompat menikam siapa yang paling dekat untuk naik keatas mahu selamatkan diri. Mana-mana anak kapal yang lemah akan ditolak terjun dulu ke dalam laut bahkan ada yang terjun sendiri ke laut membunuh diri.

Kapal-kapal penyelamat walaupun tidak segah Kapal Besar tetap hadir menarik sesiapa yang masih boleh diselamatkan. Bila Kapal Besar tenggelam, kapal kecil juga yang berguna.


Ahh.......Siapa saja yang kata kapal Titanic tidak boleh tenggelam...? ? ?

Betapa Sejarah banyak mengajar kita tapi manusia tidak pernah mahu berfikir.


* Jangan lupa babak filem Titanic "You Jump, I Jump" Cinta sejati merpati dua sejoli.

Bila Aku Ke Kedai Basikal Cari Jersey, Glove dan Pam Basikal

Tuan Kedai: Kita ada banyak jenis basikal di sini...

Aku: *angguk*

Tuan Kedai: Yang ini RM2 ribu lebih ...yang ini RM1 ribu lebih....

Aku: Ohhh.. *angguk lagi*... apa beza ini dua basikal..?

Tuan Kedai: Ini mahal punya sebab body dia aluminium....

Aku: Ohh.... itu macam ka...

Aku: You ada jersey ...?

Tuan Kedai : Ada.. ada... ini jersey.. original punya...

Aku: *angguk* Glove pun you ada ka..?

Tuan Kedai: Ada.. ada... kalau mau kayuh basikal mesti mau pakai glove...

Aku: *angguk*Pam basikal..?

Tuan Kedai: Ada..ini ada dua tiga jenis...

Aku: Oh... Boleh tengok..?

Tuan Kedai: Boleh.. boleh....Cik.. nanti lu bawa anak lu mai tengok suruh dia pilih sendiri dia mau jersey mana..glove mana..jenis pam yang dia suka.......

Aku: *cis*

Perbualan Dengan Pengkayuh Basikal dan Bapanya

Aku: En Radzi, saya nak kayuh basikal ni, berapa heart rate yang ok untuk saya ?

En Radzi: You kayuh sekarang barapa ?

Aku: 141 bpm (beat per minute)

En Radzi: Eh tak payah exert teruk.. buat dalam 120-121 camtu saja...

Anak En Radzi: Hmm.. itu pun dah kira exert tu.. you buat dalam 60 ..

Aku: Hah..??? 60 ???

Anak En Radzi: Ha ahh ... 60 bpm .. kayuh relax-relax ja...

Aku: Huishhh gila lah 60... you punya resting heart rate berapa ..?

Anak En Radzi: 41 bpm

Aku : *gulp*

Kata aku pada Nora selepas hari itu:

Gila dia punya resting hear rate 41bpm.
Dia suruh aku kayuh relax 60bpm.
Kalau 60 bpm aku tak payah buat apa lah....
aku tidur saja pun dah lebih 60bpm.

Popo

Photo By:
Hadie