Caught this show last night with the scooby gang. It was awesome!! Sure we were making a bit too much noise while getting too excited during too many parts of the show... (Sorry to all the other viewers who couldn't/didn't understand our feelings...) Sure we were looking out for technical bits which could have been improved, but overall it was a good themed show with details well thought out. Oh yes, the eye candy... the guys with very legit cyclist bodies... the awesome Swiss, Italian, Mongolian, Taiwanese sceneries... fairly drool-worthy bikes (note: cervelo r series and t series)... i guess everything enhanced by our group of cyclists in a state of excitation.    :D

The Bromo view that I'd been looking forward for years

Surabaya and Bromo

Tiring with many 3-hour or sleepless nights, but packed with fulfilling activities with an awesome group.

ひとりで。。。

It's extremely discomforting to restrict myself from sports to let my foot and ankle recover. I feel lousy not riding to work. I feel odd not to be going for weekly office runs. I feel empty feeling tired and seemingly not get anything done.

I feel alone.

I booked a day trip to penang next week to meet up with ojy and ry for lunch. Haven't done a day trip like this before except for the time the flight delayed and i could only spend 2 hours in Brunei for a meeting... and the 1 hour 20 minute trip into jb for bak kut teh with mich and pek.   Ojy wanted me there for 3 days but i thought 3 days of leave + sgd 200 wasn't the most economical for a penang trip... and after a tough dilemma, decided to do a day trip instead. Afterall, we seem to always be too busy in Singapore to meet up even though we stay literally just a street away from each other. 

A white dress

My dear boss told me he had a visual of me in his head during his haircut yesterday. He pictured me in a white wedding gown, strapless with a short train, and me in short hair.  He said i looked splendid in it. He had no visual of the groom.  But in the visual, i was truly happy and my smile was true and it seemed to reflect the happiness inside of me. Boss thought somehow he was the one taking photos of me. 

It's all so strange... and extremely random. It feels like something out of Murakami's books.

I told him that maybe I'll never get to see that day. But it is comforting to think that there is hope that i will find that person. 

And if the suspicion of stress fracture wasn't enough, i sprained my ankle big time...

And it has to be less than a week before our Bromo hiking/mountain biking/rafting trip. 

Same poor foot. 

I'm sorry foot, you've gone through too much abuse this year. I promise to take good care of you for the rest of my life.