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Thank You

This is what my Flipside friends and I do.

We inflict pain on ourselves, and each other.  We cover triple digit distances.  We push ourselves faster and for longer than is comfortable.  We climb for fun.  We bake under a blazing sun.

After we get our breath back and cool down a little, we say “Thank you for the great ride,” and make plans to do it all again together at the earliest possible convenience.

None of us has said it, but we surely subscribe to the following.

Cycling Suffering

Yesterday’s 140km / 87mi jaunt from Taman Megah to Ijok and the “Big Box” around Bestari Jaya was the latest in the long chain of rides that, I guess we believe, contributes to better living.

Big Box Route

We started at dawn.  The brightening sky foretold the hot, cloudless conditions to come.

Big Box Looking like a hot day Alvin

Photograph courtesy of Alvin

But not before an unusual treat.  It got very misty as we approached the Paya Jaras interchange on the Guthrie Corridor Highway.  Riders literally emerged out of the fog, feeling cool and sporting frosted eyewear.

Big Box out of the mist Mark

Photograph courtesy of Mark

I’ve never seen it so misty on the GCE.

Big Box in the mist Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

We exited at the Paya Jaras interchange and headed toward Kuala Selangor.  Our breakfast  stop was in Ijok.  Nasi lemak, noodles, chicken rice, toast with kaya, half-boiled eggs.  Restoran Ijok served it all.  Along with lots of coffee.

I only noticed the graphic on Leslie’s bandana when looking at the photographs of this ride.  It wa an appropriate image.  I was feeling one-eyed by the time we got back to Taman Megah, about 100km / 62mi after we ate in Ijok.

Big Box one eye Mark

Photograph courtesy of Mark

After breakfast the pace, unsurprisingly, picked up as we covered the right and top side of “the box.”  The roughly square outline around Bestari Jaya.

Kampung Kuantan sits at the top left corner of the box.  Home of the Fireflies Park.  Also home to this shaded bus stop, where we parked ourselves for a rest.

Big Box Shade Kampung Kuantan Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

We blasted along the third side of the box, thanks to a very fast pull from Liang.  The run along the bottom of the box wasn’t that much slower.

Big Box in the Box Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

After finishing the box we all needed the cold drinks and air conditioning at the PETRONAS station in Ijok.

Big Box Ijok Petronas Alvin

Photograph courtesy of Alvin

We still had 60km / 37mi to ride.  It was getting on to 11am by the time we left Ijok for the second time that morning.  The skies were clear, and the sun was hot and bright.

Big Box Sun

Photograph courtesy of Mark

The heat took its toll.  We made two more drink stops within 25km / 16mi of Ijok.  Once at the sugarcane juice stall in Batu Arang, and once at the PETRONAS station in Kuang.

After Kuang we began to split into smaller groups as some of us reduced the pace to cope with the noon time heat.

We made regular stops to allow the group to reform.  Everytime we stopped, it was in a patch of shade.  With 10km / 6mi to go my face matched the colour of the staircase behind me.

Big Box Shade Alvin

Photograph courtesy of Alvin

The perfect end to the ride was a few bowls of ice cold cendol.  And some rojak.

Big Box cendol Mark

Photograph courtesy of Mark

I had to be elsewhere, so I missed out.

There will be a next time very soon.

To my Flipside friends:

Thank you

P.S.

We have a videographer now.  Thank you Alvin.

Big Box Ride

 

Shah Alam Enduride 2015

Shah Alam Enduride 2015 Banner 2

The Shah Alam Enduride 2014 was the first, and so far the only cycling event, that I didn’t finish.  I struggled badly from the 60km point.  At about 100kms I packed it in.

So I came into this year’s SAER determined to finish.  Experience has taught me what to do, and what not to do.

To do:

Stay hydrated

Eat enough

Not to do:

Ride hard from the start

Go into the red on the climbs

Marvin, Liang, Justin, Mark and I took our customary positions at the rear of the pack.

Photograph courtesy of Mark

Photograph courtesy of Mark

Stephen was with us too.

Photograph courtesy of Mark

Photograph courtesy of Mark

The riders at the front were treated to some traditional gamelan music while they waited for the gun.

Photograph courtesy of Cycling Malaysia Magazine

Photograph courtesy of Cycling Malaysia Magazine

We didn’t have to wait long.  This year the VIPs were not late, and the ride started just minutes after the appointed time of 7.30am.

Photograph courtesy of Cycling Malaysia Magazine

Photograph courtesy of Cycling Malaysia Magazine

The Flipsiders, as always, took a more relaxed approach to the start.

Photograph courtesy of Cycling Malaysia Magazine

Photograph courtesy of Cycling Malaysia Magazine

The route was not exactly the same as last year’s, but it covered much of the same ground.  A clockwise run from Shah Alam through Sungai Buloh and north toward Batang Berjuntai, with a loop toward Batu Arang, before turning south again through Puncak Alam, and over the two Dragon’s Back sections on the way back to Shah Alam.

Shah Alam Enduride Ride 2015 Route

I was sure to avoid my two “Not to do’s” right from the start.  There was 1,400 meters / 4,600 feet of climbing to be done, most of it in the first half of the ride.  With the Dragon’s Back kickers to come at the end, as you can see from the route profile below.

Graphic courtesy of VeloViewer

Graphic courtesy of VeloViewer

I made sure to observe my “to do’s” as well.  It was well into high 30° C / 100° F territory by about 11am.  It was also very humid, so I was sweating a lot.  By the 75 km / 47 mi mark it was time to stop for a cold drink, a Snickers bar, and a bag of ice.  The cooling strategy I first practiced at the Kedah Century Ride had worked wonders.  It was time to use it again.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Ice under my skull cap.  Ice in my bandanna against the back of my neck.  Ice in the centre pocket of my jersey.

You can tell from the shadow that by this time the sun was beating down on Marvin and I.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

We were a trio, together with Justin, for most of the ride.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Liang, Mark and Stephen had hooked onto faster groups.  We didn’t see them again.

We did however see Marco.  He wasn’t able to participate in the ride, but he appeared beside us on his scooter as we got to the Batu Arang area.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

And look what he had with him . . .

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Fantastic.  Our own personal support vehicle, loaded with ice and cold water.  Just what we needed an hour later, as we approached the Dragon Back climbs.  We stopped at a PETRONAS station on Jalan Meru Tambahan to replenish my ice-powered cooling system, and for Justin and Marvin to top up their bidons.

Then it was 4 km / 2.5 mi more before the left turn onto Jalan Bukit Cerakah, and the start of the first Dragon’s Back.  The sensible early pace, and the ice on the back of my neck, did me a lot of good.  Last year I was thoroughly cooked after 100 km / 62 mi.  This year I could muster a thumbs up and a smile at the top of the final climb before the left right turn onto the second Dragon’s Back.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

It was hot.  It was windy.  My ice pack had melted.  But the Dragon’s Backs were behind me.  There was one last sharp little climb up to a roundabout in Shah Alam, and then it was across the line.

Marvin followed soon after.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Justin finished safely as well.  We were all pleased to have completed the ride, but perhaps none more than I.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

The Enduride lived up to its name.  Lots of climbing.  Poor road surfaces in places.  High temperatures.  Gusting winds.  Everyone who completed the ride deserves their medal.

Shah Alam Enduride 2015 Medal

Marco’s Surprise Ride

Seven of us turned up at D’Bayu for a mystery ride.  Marco had a surprise route for us.  The first 25 kms was the standard run to the Kundang exit on the LATAR Expressway.  This time, instead of turning left toward the Kundang Lakes Country Club, we turned right toward Kampung Baru Kundang.

Mystery Ride Route

Uppermost on everyone’s mind was to find a place to eat.  We assumed that there would be some restaurants in the village.  We didn’t expect to find a really good one.

Sin Loong Kee Noodles is tucked away off Jalan Pekan 1, hidden behind all the cars parked in front of it.  We quickly realised that Sin Loong Kee must be a special place.  Almost all the tables inside the restaurant, and outside in the car park, were full.  People were also queuing up to buy noodles to take away.

Some research tells me that the 60-year-old Sin Loong Kee shop has been run by Chin Yoke Wai, 34 and his family for three generations since his grandfather opened the restaurant.

To our initial dismay, the pile of noodles in the glass case quickly disappeared as the takeaway orders were filled.  To our relief, replenishments regularly came out of the back of the shop.

Mystery Ride 03

We sat at the last empty outdoor table and waited expectantly for our orders to be taken.

Mystery Ride 04

The family that runs this restaurant would not be rushed out of their routine.  When it was our turn to be attended to, one person took our drinks order, and another our food order.

This was home style cooking at its best.  The noodles were made on the premises.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

As were the yong tau foo and the fishballs to accompany the noodles.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

The coffee was good too.  Comparable to the coffee at Pun Chun.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

No time for small talk!

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

We will be visiting Sin Loong Kee again.

We didn’t just eat.  We did more riding too.  We cycled toward Batu Arang, through the Selangor Fruits Valley area, and on towards Batang Berjuntai. Then we headed south to Ijok and the LATAR Expressway back to Bukit Jelutong.

I had a flat tire on the road near Batu Arang.  Cedric has never changed an inner tube before, so this was the chance for a lesson.  Since there was an audience, of course things went wrong.  While putting the rear wheel back in the dropouts I managed to jam the chain between the small cog and the derailleur.  The only way to free the wheel was to remove the quick release skewer.  Not the best demonstration for Cedric.

Photograph courtesy of Marco

Photograph courtesy of Marco

It was a good thing there was a shady spot by the side of the road.  It was a hot day.  It certainly did feel like 38° C / 100° F at noon.  We had to stop at a few petrol stations and R & Rs to rehydrate and cool down.  But it was a good ride, despite the heat.

Graphic courtesy of AccuWeather.com

Graphic courtesy of AccuWeather.com

We hadn’t planned on such a long one though.  About 110kms in all.  Surprise!

Kilometer by Kilometer

Last Sunday’s easy ride was not a true indication of my physical conditioning.  I couldn’t have expected anything different.  The result of three months of idleness is that my heart rate races from the effort of clipping in to my pedals, let alone from trying to hold my spot in a pace line.  My three rides so far just confirmed I have a long road ahead of me to regain the fitness I had in June.

Today’s test was a ride with nine other Flipsiders.  We rode from D’Bayu in Bukit Jelutong to Ijok for breakfast, and then looped through Bestari Jaya to Batu Arang, and returned to the Guthrie Corridor Expressway for the ride back to Bukit Jelutong.

Ijok Route

Fortunately for me the group made frequent stops.  This is a regular one, at the point where we leave the Expressway to get onto Jalan Kuala Selangor.

Photograph courtesy of Marco Lai

Photograph courtesy of Marco Lai

We got to the wanton noodles shop in Ijok 35 kms into the ride.  We stacked our bikes against a wall and piled into the shop.  There is an Alchemy bicycle somewhere in there.

Photograph courtesy of Marco Lai

Photograph courtesy of Marco Lai

The rest of the guys settled down to their noodles while Shahfiq and I went to see why there was a crowd around a roadside stall a hundred meters away.

On sale was nasi lemak, fried chicken, a variety of curries, fried eggs . . . . and freshly made apam balik.  Peanut pancakes for breakfast for me please!

Ijok Apam Balik

I needed all those calories once we got to Bestari Jaya.  The road from Ijok to Bestari Jaya (right to left in the graphic below) was pancake flat.  As soon as we made the right turn toward Batu Arang the road got very lumpy.  That was my cue to fall behind the others yet again as my lack of power and endurance showed on the climbs.

3D Profile courtesy of VeloViewer

3D Profile courtesy of VeloViewer

And again the guys helped me out by stopping until I caught up.  This was one of the few flat sections on the way to Batu Arang.

Ijok Road

The next stop was only 5 kms down the road in Batu Arang.  There is a small roadside stall selling fresh sugarcane juice.  Really fresh sugarcane juice.

Ijok Air Tebu

The canes go through the crusher three times.  The juice is strained into a pitcher before being poured into ice-filled glasses.  Those cold drinks were most welcome.  The sun had been beating down on us since we left Ijok, and the heat was leaving its mark on us all.

I was in survival mode for the remainder of the ride.  My average heart rate for the entire ride was 135 bpm.  My average heart rate for the final 40 kms was 140 bpm.  Despite my efforts to spin in as light a gear as possible to keep my heart rate down.

We made our regular final stop at the Elmina R&R for a cold drink from the shop there.  We got back to D’Bayu at Bukit Jelutong with a couple of kilometers less than a metric century on our cycling computers.  I can be as competitive as the next person when the mood strikes me.  If the guys were going to do a 2 kilometer loop to make it a century ride, then so was I.

Every kilometer helps.