Aku tak reti tulis diari tapi dipaksa.

On Saturday I dressed up proper, praised myself on how proper my dress up was, did another round of that, and took a hell run on my bike. I realized how bad the traffic was; how badly the weather was going to be; and that I didn't care the slightest about that pink polo shirt i was in - after I snapped out of a daydream realizing I was giggling by myself while recalling this

On Sunday I freerode down Rimba Alam, and had a surprise greeting by a registered rider from Kuantan. Some chill dudettes from wherever in a gangster 4x4 greeted us, asking for direction to a mountain biking track. She didn't get her answer, but told us that she knows about the jam in June. What a delight!

Also took some friends for a chill cruise run near Rimba Alam. SO stoked when they be askin' for another run!