Leaving for a very strenuous physical activity on an empty stomach was a bad idea. As my body clock has been accustomed to these last two weeks, I woke up, with much regret, past 7 a.m. already. The weather, however seem bent on my making good of the promise I made to relive my new year's day ride (albeit a day late) that the sun was still hiding behind Canlaon even at the late hour. I've been meaning to beat the distance I was able to cover then and there was no better time to do it than at the moment. With the likelihood of my coming back around noon, I made the motions of preparing breakfast for the old folks before leaving. I only had coffee.
As I pushed my way up the slopes of Cubay, the numbness on my hands has set it in. It was nothing out of the ordinary so I pedaled on until my breathing stated to become shallow and my sight, grainy. It dawned on me that I was about to faint from , obviously, hunger. Luckily, I hurdled my first my first steep slope and stopped at the shoulder to text Ivan. Well, I should have known better than expect. reply at such an early hour. Since I could still think clearly, I pushed my bike and crossed the hiway to enter a store. I ordered water, crackers and mentos which I finished in small biyes until my breathing went back to normal and my sight clear.
Not one to quit easily (at times, hehehe) I biked on until my legs couldn't pedal anymore. I failed to see the marker but I went past Palencia which means I covered not less than 13 km uphill.
Going downhill was as challenging. J might need new brakepads soon for all the braking that I had to do. The continuous negative gradient made pedalling unnecessary I struggled to change gears with no idea which one to use. I feel so blest to have completed my objective unscathed.
As a bonus, as I passed by San Roque, my maninoy Polding was at the waiting shed, nursing his cup of coffee while watching the hiway traffic. I stopped over for a spell and tried to make a conversation. All was well until something prompted him on his retirement which completely made him a different person. Oh, the tales that he spun from his head. The poor thing!
Year Starter Ride: Achieved!
As I pushed my way up the slopes of Cubay, the numbness on my hands has set it in. It was nothing out of the ordinary so I pedaled on until my breathing stated to become shallow and my sight, grainy. It dawned on me that I was about to faint from , obviously, hunger. Luckily, I hurdled my first my first steep slope and stopped at the shoulder to text Ivan. Well, I should have known better than expect. reply at such an early hour. Since I could still think clearly, I pushed my bike and crossed the hiway to enter a store. I ordered water, crackers and mentos which I finished in small biyes until my breathing went back to normal and my sight clear.
Not one to quit easily (at times, hehehe) I biked on until my legs couldn't pedal anymore. I failed to see the marker but I went past Palencia which means I covered not less than 13 km uphill.
Going downhill was as challenging. J might need new brakepads soon for all the braking that I had to do. The continuous negative gradient made pedalling unnecessary I struggled to change gears with no idea which one to use. I feel so blest to have completed my objective unscathed.
As a bonus, as I passed by San Roque, my maninoy Polding was at the waiting shed, nursing his cup of coffee while watching the hiway traffic. I stopped over for a spell and tried to make a conversation. All was well until something prompted him on his retirement which completely made him a different person. Oh, the tales that he spun from his head. The poor thing!
Year Starter Ride: Achieved!
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