Missing Snow...

By Frank

When I mentioned that my running mileage took a dip due to lack of time, I know it isn't an excuse. However, when I mentioned that it was due to that and some personal reasons, I really meant it.

Today marks exactly 1 month since my the other Golden Retriever, Clangan Funny Fun Fun otherwise better known as Snow left me. I was left devastated when she left me on 15 February 2011 at a age of just 8 years old.

Snow (taken at the age of 6)...

As seen from my lack of update on this blog, I just had no mood or ideas for any entries. My runs on weekend too were horrible but I managed to pick myself up to show up in front of my friends. And it took me a month to blog about this, although I did not want to at first but decided to, to serve as part of my memories with both my Golden Retrievers. Snow has been with me since year 2003 when I was still staying in a rented house at Subang Jaya. She together with Sky, my the other Golden Retriever boy, was the joy of my life. When Sky left me 3 years ago, I feared Snow will be lonely. She was for sure, at least for the start but managed to carry on with life on her own. She became part of my running life going with me for short runs. When she aged, her runs became much shorter and therefore accompanied me for my warming down. After all, Golden Retrievers needs a lot of attention. When Snow started to fall sick since last year, her personality has changed. There were ups and downs but I guess 1 year down the road, it was time for her to be reunited with Sky at the other world.

1 month later, today and now, I'm certainly missing her. Whenever I hear some sounds from the backyard or simply the shaking of the metal grill, I thought she was the one causing it. But a quick glance, there was nothing there. Life is certainly different now. From 2 joyful Golden Retrievers to 1, and now to none, my life felt so empty suddenly.

Snow, I'm sure you are reunited with Sky and am in a better place now. Thank you to the both of you for all the memories and joyous moment spent together. I will certainly miss you both.

Sky and Snow is now reunited...

Back On Court...

By Frank

I played in a number of sports before I took up running back in year 2007. Some of the sports I was active in were squash, futsal, mountain biking and of course badminton. In fact, I represented my class during my primary school years. Badminton was a sport that I took up naturally. No specific training needed and I was able to swing the racket and hit the shuttlecock naturally without looking too awkward.

I played actively with my college mates at the Taman Megah courts as part of our weekly exercise before I decided to call it quits when running came into the picture. I had to for most of the sports I used to play will require active and sudden movement which isn't too friendly for the knee, and besides, I had problems with my ITB in year 2006.

Yesterday, I took my racket out from my store room for I have a game. Yeap, I'm returning to the court after several years for there are 10 courts located just behind my store. Was surprised the racket string to be still intact but sadly, the rubber grip didn't. A quick change and I was ready to go.

As a precaution, I wore my compression top as a few strokes last week didn't prove too fruitful for my shoulders. Felt stiff. Game started well but as it progress, discomfort from my shoulder slowly showed. And there weren't any hard smashes I done. To add matters worst, my left Achilles showed sign of pulling. This isn't from the game but it showed a couple of weeks back during my Newton 25KM trial run. It's fine during walks and only shows during higher intensity workouts. Not too sure what's the sign about but I did slow my game down to prevent any further damage.

However, as badminton is a game of natural reactions, I did once hasten my speed up naturally to save a dropping shuttlecock which I failed too and instead knock into the net pole. For those who played squash with me before, they will know how fast my movement can become as I frequently smash myself into the wall. In the Cantonese dialect, this is call "Long Piak". Hahaha... The pole was super heavy but even that didn't stop it from moving out of place from the impact I gave it. Luckily, I didn't injure myself in the process as my arms was naturally quick enough to push myself away.

Overall, the game was fun. But I wasn't myself many years back. If I were to play again, there is just so many precautions I need to take as running is still my main game and looking after my legs and probably my entire body too is my number 1 priority.

Mount Kinabalu Expedition 2009...

By Frank

About Mount Kinabalu.
Mount Kinabalu standing at 4095.2M at it's highest point at Low's Peak is the majestic summit of Borneo and also the focal point of the whole of Sabah. It is also the home to the highest Via Ferrata in the world. 2 trails lead to the summit being the Timpohon Trail (also known as Summit Trail) and also the Mesilau Trail. The latter being the tougher of the 2. Both trails meet at Layang-Layang approximately 4KM from the Timpohon Gate and 5.5KM from the Mesilau Gate.

The dream.
It has been my dream to one day conquer Mount Kinabalu. After 2 years of all talk and no action, finally someone step forward to organise an expedition seriously. He is none other than Chee Kong, runner cum hiking enthusiast. It took approximately 6 months to get everything into place and my hats off to him for what he has done. And not only that, everything was done by him alone. No easy job especially in coordination but he did it superbly. Bravo...

33 keen "mountaineers" whether veterans or wannabes were invited. And in the group, I had Choi and Wai Lam with me travelling all the way from Kuala Lumpur. And so, the adventure was set to start on 23 April 2009 and end on 26 April 2009.

23 April 2009. Arrival.
Our flight to Kota Kinabalu was an early one at 7.30am. Upon arrival 2.5 hours later, we were soon joined by Chee Kong and 7 of his friends and colleagues who came to pick us up in a mini tour van. Off we departed to the Kinabalu Park which took us on a 2 hours drive along the mountain roads. During the journey, we had a small ice breaking session in getting to know each other from Haruji, Angela, Esther, Grace, Mei Ee and Wai Sarn.

Upon arrival at a slightly wet and misty Kinabalu Park, we were then joined by the remaining hikers from the expedition group. And while Chee Kong performed the registration process for everyone, we all enjoyed ourselves to the magnificent view of the majestic Mount Kinabalu, covered in clouds before proceeding on to our next destination at Kinabalu Rose Cabin where we stayed for a night there. From here, 33 hungry stomachs proceeded to a small town call Ranau for a simple lunch which turned out to be a rather hilarious one when Chee Kong recommended us to an apparently rather famous "wan tan noodle" shop. However, after waiting for near to an hour, apparently the noodle that came out was actually "yee mee" cooked in egg sauce Cantonese style. And not only that, there weren't any "wan tan" dumplings. A quick check actually revealed that it was actually "wat tan Cantonese noodle" that was ordered.

With stomachs filled, we all then braved the strong winds and had a tour around Kundasang visiting the War Memorial, Desa cattle farm and also the fruit market before adjourning back to the lodge for dinner and an early rest.

Beautiful Kundasang...

Kundasang War Memorial...

Cows at Desa cattle farm...

Chee Kong and Choi having a bite at mountain durian at the fruit market...

From Kuala Lumpur with love..

24 April 2009. Hiking day.
I didn't have a good sleep due to the noisy neighbours who talk loudly and smoked throughout the night. And not forgetting the ever presence of Wai Lam's snoring action. Waking up in a very cold morning at 4am, I got myself ready with a warm and comfortable shower which led to a very sore pair of eyes due to the fact the heater was powered by gas! Soon everyone was ready and all 33 left for a simple breakfast before departing for the Mesilau Gate.

Reported in, collected our lunch box, geared up and attended a short briefing by Jemin our friendly guide cum one of our group's many porters. After a quick group photo together, expedition group MA24 is ready to go at 9am. A first timer with no hiking experience and with a 9KG huge backpack strapped on my back, I hit the trail!

My ID tag. Insufficient space to print the final alphabet of my name...

Jemin, our guide...

MA24 ready to go...

To the summit via the Mesilau Trail...

Choi led the way at the beginning before he decided to lead the middle pack. The route was up up and away for at least 1KM or so before disaster struck one of our hiking friends. Amanda was soon struck by altitude sickness which got those around her worried as it was still a long road ahead. Fortunately, Wai Lam was around as he had the cure for it in the form of Diamox. I offered my bottle of water, to help her keep going for the long road ahead. We all stayed together for a while before we decided that she was good to go with her boyfriend beside her.

The Mesilau Trail. Note the bags the porter is carrying...

While the others hit the road, I decided to stay put with Wai Lam as he started to struggle as the terrain got rougher with a mixture of rocks, moisture and mix gradients. It really slowed me down for the next 1.5KM or so before I decided to hit the route myself when I saw other hikers with Wai Lam. I gave chase to the leading pack by running through the route, but of course in a smart way choosing to walk on downhills as I didn't want to injured myself with my big race coming soon in a month's time.

Soon in about slightly more than hour's time covering 2KM or so, I managed to catch up with Choi's group at the Lompoyou Shelter where we all rested for a light snack while enjoying to a few Kadazan folk songs brought along and played via Choi's mobile phone.

I continued on alone before joining in with Eng Chuan and we spend a lot of quality time together getting to know each other, enjoying the scenic view and not to mention helping each other out. At slightly more than 5.5KM, it was the Layang-Layang junction where we took another breather. Choi joined us and it was the start of the golden path, named after the terrain's brown soil. The 3 of us hiked together here before Eng Chuan suffered a slight cramp and fell out. But he soon picked it up and off he went alone. Salute!

Myself with the golden path...

As the air got thinner and thinner, I began to struggle with Choi. I too had ran out of water leaving only 500ML worth of Endurox R4 with me. Yes, 2.5 liters of water I brought along and it was all gone! Although I did refill it with mountain untreated water, I tried not to take it for fear of tummy upset. Yes, I do have a weak tummy. However, we kept each other occupied by chatting, taking photographs and even managing simple jokes along the way to keep our minds away from the strenuous hike.

At about the 7KM distance, it was the Paka Shelter and I know I was close already. And at about 4pm+, after 07:08:35 since the start of my journey, I found myself three quarter up the majestic mountain at Laban Rata, the rest point for the night before the final summit attack.

The Laban Rata rest house...

True enough...

Haruji and Khairul had already arrived since 2 hours ago and was waiting for dinner to be serve. Choi returned from a warm and comfortable shower and I was really tempted so off I went only to enter the wrong cubicle. Not only there weren't any warm water, the shower head sprayed ice cold water on me. Imagine those water taken from the refrigerator and you will know how I felt. To make matters worst, the pressure was low thus it takes longer time for me to wash off the excessive foam. Brrr... Exiting from the cubicle, Eng Chuan had the first hand experience of seeing me tremble. I bet he was laughing till the max. But at least I know that a good cold shower is at least better than a warm one in helping ease the muscles after a long hike. Science at it's best. Haha...

Buffet dinner was served. As we indulged in the spread of local food, we didn't forget to cheer those who came in through the door. Fueled up and chilled out, I soon realised that it was 9 hours since the start and I have not seen nor hear from Wai Lam yet. Message him but there wasn't any reply. Though I got worried, I'm pretty sure he will at least make it up to Laban Rata.

From here together with Choi, we made ourselves to our hut at Panar Laban. A small little non heated hut with the toilet located outside. My head was already spinning here and although I took a couple of Paracetamol tablets, it did not help much. What I needed was oxygen! And as the weather turn from cool to cold (was about 5 to 8 Celsius I think), I changed into my long track pants and put on my winter jacket with gloves before collapsing on to bed like a sick person.

At 8.30pm, Wai Lam messaged stating that he has arrived at the Laban Rata rest house. Although it took him 11.5 hours, it was a sign of relieve indeed as I fell back into sleep only to be awoken an hour later with Wai Lam knocking on the door. But it did not disturb much as I was really sick at that moment and quickly fell back into sleep again.

25 April 2009. Summit attack.
After a very uncomfortable and unproductive sleep, I woke up at 1am to prepare for the final summit attack. My body was really heavy and my head was spinning. It was telling me to quit. I let my mental strength take over here as the thoughts of my friends filled my mind. I told myself that I did not come this far just to quit with another 2KM+ to go. Took another couple of Paracetamol tablets before running out into the cold night to the nearby toilet. I was freezing! As Wai Lam was too sick to continue, at 3am together with Choi and with no breakfast at all, 2 very shaky person started the attack with and estimated near to 200 or maybe more "mountaineers".

I stayed with Choi throughout the journey. It was pitch black but we helped each other out by shining our headlamps on to the rocky trail. It was a steep long route up to the plateau and what I can see at the top front is just a trail of light, like a shiny serpent on it's ascend to the summit.

The Sayat-Sayat Hut soon appeared and it was the check point for all of us. It was also the start of the plateau climb. Caught up with Chee Kong and I witness his hiking and climbing skills. Simply amazing! The start of the plateau climb was pretty technical and requires both leg and upper body strength. Then it was on to the flat but yet steep terrain on the main plateau. Really cold and dark here, myself and Choi took a few steps before stopping for a short breather. And this repeated till we hit 8KM where we had a long rest waiting for sunrise while enjoying the surroundings. This is also where we caught up with Haruji, Angela, Esther, Grace, Queen Zee and Wai Sarn. With the summit in sight, an aura of new found energy suddenly flow through us and together, the 8 of us filled with determination did the final attack on the summit. To Low's Peak!

Resting on the plateau...

Donkey Ears...

St. John's Peak (it's on the RM1 note)...

Low's Peak...

The hike up Low's Peak was very tricky, steep with rock formations all around. As I led the attack by tackling the rock formations in finding the best place to step on and to proceed with the climb, Haruji was helping out the others, and through this teamwork, we all managed it. And in about 4 hours time since my start, I accomplished one of my dreams. I conquered Mount Kinabalu at it's highest point, Low's Peak at 4095.2M above sea level! And I did it with Choi! Boy, the achievement is something I can't describe. Although it was short stay about 5 minutes or so up there, it's just an unforgetable experience. The view was simply amazing. Oh and yeah, my left foot was actually stuck in between rocks during our photo taking session. If it's permanently stuck, I'll probably be in trouble of being freezed up there only to be found 100 years later. Haha...

We came, we hike and we conquered...

The plateau seen from Low's Peak...

And so, it was time for our descend. No easy task as both my big toes were hurting badly as it was rubbing and knocking against the shoe's toebox. Though being at the top is simply amazing, I just want to get back down. Therefore, bearing the pain wth Choi, we took a step at a time and soon arrived back at our hut with Wai Lam welcoming us. Before leaving, we did not forget to check out those descending from Via Ferrata. It sure looks scary.

Via Ferrata...

After a quick breakfast at the Laban Rata rest house, all 33 of us started our descend with many others. Though I started with Choi and Wai Lam, we did not descend together as I slowly broke away from them. I was with Mei Ee for most of the journey before we were joined by Amanda and her boyfriend and 2 others. 6 of us travelled, chatted and joked all the way down via the Timpohon Trail. There was this "Pau" (bun) joke but is way too complicated to describe here. I'll just keep it within my memories. The journey down was pretty tough as the steps were pretty steep and not to mention slippery too with moisture forming on rocks. Just had to be careful as I did not want to injure my knee. With 1KM to go, I broke away from the 5 of them and went for it.

The Timpohon Trail...

After 04:21:52, I completed the descend at the Timpohon Gate greeted by Haruji and Khairul before making our way back to the Kinabalu Park for a late lunch. Soon, all 33 made it back safely and we collected our certificates while exchanging our experiences. Though only 23 of us made it to the summit, at least all made it to Laban Rata, three quarter up via the Mesilau Trail, the tougher route compared to Timpohon Trail. That's certainly something to be proud of. Congratulations everyone!

The Timpohon Gate...

We did it...

The Mesilau Trail and Summit certificates...

Grab our luggage back at Kinabalu Rose Cabin before making our journey back to Kota Kinabalu town where we stayed at Lavender Lodge, a pretty well equiped and clean backpackers lodge. It was light's off after dinner at a pretty famous indian banana leaf restaurant.

26 April 2009. Post hiking trip.
Last day at Sabah. Woke up with a weird feeling on my shoulder. A quick check revealed that both sides were burnt! Sigh... And while Chee Kong and the others went for island hopping and snorkeling at Manukan Island, I paid a visit to the highly rated Gaya Street and Filipino Market with Choi and Wai Lam under the blazing hot sun. Somehow, the weather here is just so hot and humid with barely any clouds seen in the sky. Completing our tour in the small city, we headed back to the lodge where we bid farewell to Chee Kong and the rest while the 3 of us waited as our flight back to Kuala Lumpur was at 6.40pm. And soon, it was time and we bid farewell to the "Land below the winds", Sabah.

Gaya Street...

Filipino market...

Post mortem.
The weather was perfect in fact during our hike up. A day before the hike, it was a slightly wet day with cloud and mist seen up on Mount Kinabalu. But GOD was kind to us as it all cleared up on our hiking day revealing the true views and sceneries along the mountain.

This expedition has taught me the meaning of teamwork, companionship and preserverance. Even technology played a part in my hike as telecomunication was at full strength throughout the journey. I've sent out SMS and even MMS to my friends back in Kuala Lumpur during my hike and in return, I was rewarded by really motivating and even hilarious replies. Without these, the hike up will be dull and difficult if not maybe a failure too.

Conquering Mount Kinabalu especially all the way up to the summit at Low's Peak measuring at 4095.2M is certainly no easy task especially through the Mesilau Trail which is the tougher and longer route. Personally, I'm am OK with both routes though one has to be careful on their descend. The thing that got to me was the air quality espcially from Laban Rata onwards as it was thin and I was deprived of oxygen. Even as a runner, I find it difficult to breathe. Imagine those lacking of fitness.

Though tough, I seriously recommend everyone especially to those who have yet try conquer Mount Kinabalu to give it a try. Whether up to Laban Rata or even up to the summit, the experience is just simply awesome.

Upon conquering Mount Kinabalu, I told myself that I would not do it again. However, at the time of writing this entry, I am beginning to have second thoughts. Hmmm... We shall see.

Goodbye for now, Mount Kinabalu...

Thank you.
- Chee Kong. A special thanks to him for all the planning and hassle in making this trip a successful one. Not to mention the leadership quality in ensuring the safety of everyone.
- Choi. Thanks for sharing the experiences, stories, folk songs and more before, during and even after our expedition. It was great to hike together with a friend and someone who has successfully conquered Low's Peak a magnificient 7 times!
- Eng Chuan. Thanks for being such a great companion on our hike up from Lompoyou Shelter till Paka Shelter.
- Haruji and Khairul. Thanks for the great time together in sharing not only your hiking experiences but also your job backgrounds and also culture.
- Expedition group MA24. To the rest of the group, it has been a pleasure travelling and conquering Mount Kinabalu together. Till we meet again!
- Jemin and his team of porters. Thanks for all the help, guidance and laughter during our journey.
- Lynn and Chin Chin. Thanks for all the hassle in helping me buy a super cheap but yet realiable hiking pole. Not forgetting too the advices and motivation given to me which really helped a lot.
- Jasmine. Thanks for lending me the Deuter Atlas 55+10 backpack. Though it didn't suit me and caused shoulder soreness, it was certainly huge and it helped me save lots of money from buying one myself.
- And to others who had supported me in any way in making me realise my dream, you all had my sincere thanks.

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Happy Birthday Lynn...

By Frank

It's Lynn's birthday! Exact date won't be reveal though for her privacy. And the Platinum Runners had things in store for her.

And so the planning was done a month plus back. All the Platinum Runners including Geraldine who is down at down under had a part to play in this master plan. Multiple e-mails were sent out, with most of them excluding Lynn in the mailing list, while some others with her in it to make the "play" authentic. And I had the "honour" in playing the role of the "baddy" for being the one to tell her the white lie of that the dinner is for our Platinum Runners first anniversary. SO SORRY Lynn. But probably a coincidence too, as most of us met each other around this time a year ago.

When everything is agreed on, the hunt starts for a restaurant. Knowing Lynn loves Japanese food, I used the power of the World Wide Web to search for restaurants following the advices of especially the food bloggers. In the end, after much scouting around and paying a visit to each restaurant shortlisted, Yuzu at Gardens Mid Valley was selected. And the best thing about it was, a private room was given. Then it was the birthday cake's turn. A bakery called San Terri, famous for their New York cheesecake was the one I found. And how can the birthday girl go without flowers? This was a tough one. Having zero knowledge on it, I had quite a tough time selecting the flowers to match the occasion. In the end, Calla Lilies stands out from the huge variety I went through.

Then came the day. Rushing from work and from the launch of the Standard Chartered KL Marathon on a very wet morning, I collected both the cake and flowers to be delivered to the restaurant itself. Had some briefing with the friendly staff there for the actual "play" tonight. I was getting very nervous as the clock ticks, fearing some accident spillage of any information.

So in the end, it all came down to dinner. 7.30pm, Yuzu at Gardens Mid Valley. Luc was a no show though due to work commitments. It took us some time to place our orders as everything on the menu looks fantastic. With the help of Alex the captain on duty, we managed to do so. Took a while for our orders to arrive but it was all worth it. Everything was fresh indeed with the sashimi just arrived from Hokaido the same morning, according to Alex. We even ordered Tora Fugu (puffer fish). Being adventurous, we tried this poisonous fish. And hey, we all survived! Haha...

Fresh sashimi and oysters from Hokaido...

Puffer fish attack...

We continued chatting as we help ourselves to the variety of food as they slowly arrived keeping our topic to running, running and more running. Just had to keep ourselves occupied to prevent any accident of spilling the beans out.

Cameraman with the birthday girl...

Then came our set meals which was HUGE. The guys all ordered set meals while Lynn ordered a grill swordfish ala carte set. Filling our stomach to almost the max with a little space left for the cake, I signalled to Jamie that it's time for the finale. I excused myself quietly to the counter to let Alex know and out came the cake and flowers. While the waitresses presented the cake, I presented the flowers while Jamie fired away with his new camera. The moment the birthday song was sung, Lynn looked surprised and at the same time stun too. The element of surprise worked! And my hats off to the waitresses for they sang the birthday song loud and clear.

The star of the night...

Birthday girl with her birthday cake...

Birthday girl with her birthday dessert...

Receiving the cake, making her wish and presenting Lynn with the flowers, we ask for a speech but she was too stunned to give one. Hehe... With the cake filling our tummy's to the max and making us real guilty with all the calories intake, we chatted a while more, having some photos taken before making our way home as all are running the next day to burn all the guilt off.

From all of us, Happy Birthday Lynn...

And so, the "play" finally came to a successful end. No Oscar award for best actor or actresses though. I hope Lynn enjoyed it as much as we all did in planning it. And before signing off, many thanks to all Platinum Runners for bearing with me all the e-mails and stuff and not forgetting to the staff from Yuzu for their patience in listening. Last but not least, HAPPY BIRTHDAY Lynn!

Geraldine's Farewell Dinner...

By Frank

Running isn't all about putting on our shoes and going out to run alone of with friends. It's about sharing and getting together too. And today, the "Platinum Runners" group had organised a farewell dinner for Geraldine who will be migrating to Melbourne, Australia in a couple of weeks time. I do admit that it's really sad that she is leaving us, but one thing for sure is that we didn't have that written all over our face during the dinner. After all, it's a happy get-together event.

The dinner was held at California Pizza Kitchen, KLCC which was booked by Jamie in advance. I arrived together with Geraldine and Lynn as we car pooled together. Due to work commitments and also having to travel from Petaling Jaya, 15 minutes late was all it takes for us to make a grand entrance as the rest were already there. Settled down and began ordering. Luck wasn't on our side thought as the pizza oven broke down. How do you call a pizza restaurant without serving pizza? Hmm... Therefore, we ordered pasta instead which can be regarded as carbo loading for next morning's long run. Sounds like a pretty good choice.

We started with some Miso salad and chicken caesar salad ordered by Choi and Geraldine . Both are very unique but I have to say I enjoyed the chicken caesar salad a bit more due to the crispy romaine lettuce. Then came the main course. The guys all ordered pasta and mine was called Chicken Tequila Fettucine. Taste like some Chinese noodle dish to me, but it was prety good. Only Geraldine and and Lynn had something else which was in the form of Portobello Mushroom Ravioli. Next was dessert and I certainly made the wrong choice of ordering the hot fudge. Thinking it was like the mud pie served at TGIF, I gave no hesistation ordering it. Upon arrival, I was shocked that it was HUGE and certainly not hot. It's cold. Hahaha... Shared with the others and we all sin together. Well, at least there's a long run the next morning.

The super huge hot fudge...

After filling our hungry stomach, it was time to present Geradline with her farewell gift. We bought her a pink Oakley Half Jacket sunglass. Even the lenses were in pink! We asked her to try it on and it certainly looks good on her. And I'm glad it fits her nicely. Then came the suprise from the lady herself. She presented each of us with gifts too. Now it really feels like Chrismas gift exchange.

Before leaving, we took a group photo together, probably our last one before she leaves. And with that, we called it a night as most of us are running early the next morning.

We all going to miss Geraldine (2nd from left)...

The dinner was good but the company was excellent. It's always nice to take some time off running and spending the time together although most of the topics we talked about are still about running. Hey... We are runners after all.

We all are going to miss Geraldine dearly. Weekend runs are going to be so different without her. From her hard breathing to her speeding off with her relentless pace, that's something that we will all remember of. And with this entry, we all wish Geraldine and her family the very best. May we see each other again soon!