B is for Beskal

2011. I'd do without any concrete resolutions like previous years. 2011 will be the year of gratitude - for family, for weekend playtime, for work that pays the bills, for improved health. I'll enjoy every day as it comes.

I have a great start so far - spent 3 days babysitting, bonding with the girls, cooking for them, wash their poop etc. You know what? My wife is jealous... ahhahah! This week, I am giving work a second level priority. Heck, I have zero mileage in runs and swims. 

O yes, my delivery is finally here! I am severely handicapped in this new investment, and being a designer, aesthetic values most times left me with very small window of options. My size does not help in this area.

So I scrambled to Treknology this afternoon out of fear that Steve would splash it in red paint the longer I delay the visit, and there he was - steady and handsome, still bearing the smell of the vacuum in the box. Steve puts us on a fluid trainer (intentionally to lambung me to buy one), and went through bike-101, from fitting, to shifting, to taking out the front and rear wheels. Geez... the last time I owned a bike was a Carrefour-brand mountain bike 13 years ago which I re-sold after 2 weeks. But I remembered the long fling with my BMX through primary and secondary school - we went through everything together.

This Sarip Dol's clan continues the tradition of buying myself a present for birthday, since Canon EOS back in 1995, to Arcam in 1997 and more.

Getting it in the car was my second challenge - having to swirl around the baby seat, plush toys, bunnies and my office tools. No - do not tell me I need a bigger car. Perhaps an external carrier would suffice.

We are home now. I'll take some time to shop for shoes, blinkers, shorts, helmet, glove and etc. I also have to catch up on the jargons, fast! The virgin tri event is still a long way, so I'm alright. I am a late bloomer, so please bear with me. If I lack behind, or say the wrong things - please be patient :D.

I won't lie - I do feel a little disgusted. I felt I have betrayed my runs and swims. I looked at the 2011 race calendar and training plans - it is tough to put cycling to be at par with the runs and swims. Suddenly I felt I have to run and swim more to make up the guilt. Is this normal, this withdrawal syndrome?

But today, my friends - I am half a MAMIL. With the fashion-crazy sport that a biking is, I hope I'd do ok.