YES YES I KNOW.

It's been a tough week for the mock, and now i'm down with a fever. Not to mention changing my skin a little. haha. and my url. xD





So we had a go at the Wall Climbing Challenge at the Curve, Kota Damansara on Wednesday. It was going on from the 25th till the 28th, and on the 29th of April (Sunday), the Final Heat was on.





In line with the release of Spiderman 3 the movie, this event was opened to the public for anyone who think they have the skills of spiderman, to climb the wall as fast they can. The qualifying time for 20 seconds for Men and 30 seconds for women, to win a goodie bag along with two free passes to watch Spiderman 3! And of course, the fastest 16 from each category would qualify to challenge in the final heat against each other.



And of course, I was one of them.



Nola it wasn't that fast.


On a beautiful and serene Sunday morning, i travel out to the depths of the quiet and unattended walkways of the Curve at 9am, glancing around, snapping photos. I slowly spot the groups of determined faces, my fellow challengers carrying in their hands full sets of


HARNESSES?!

CLIMBING SHOES?!

CHALKBAGS?!






Woah jo's. chill the beans lar. I came in my pyjamas and slippers man. Didn't think they'd take it so seriously. Well, the prizes were free 1-year memberships for and Spiderman 3 special screenings, so... yea okay, fine.





Something I always asked myself, but never answered. I'm always nervous before competitions, but I don't really want to win. I'd only get disappointed if I really thought I COULD win. But.


WHY SO NERVOUS NER?


When they quarantined the guys during the men's category, walao, i look at my challenger, so buff, so much bigger. Die kok la like that.

Ok ok. Calm down. Look at some chicks.











wa this atheltic abit.





Oi! I came here to compete la. Not to dream. And oh, by the time I knew it, it was my turn, the last round of the first leg.

And up we go.











Kalah juga.





Well, at least I had fun. And got more free stuff. Now i'm addicted to speed climbing. Haih. And a special thanks to Darryl, who lent me his shoes and chalkbag. And also Sam, who came to support me and teman me buy my .

Labels: my healthy lifestyle

"You don’t just take iPod nano on your run. You let it take you. Music is your motivation. But what if you want to go further? Thanks to a unique partnership between NIKE and Apple, your iPod nano becomes your coach. Your personal trainer. Your favorite workout companion. Introducing Nike + iPod."



Yeap.Going for marathons is the new craze. So to guide me through my journey of boosting mental endurance and physical capabilities, I've decided to research on this intriguingly fascinating gadget. So let's start with how the hell this thing works.


Firstly, it's a wireless set of two devices that synchronizes with your iPod Nano while you're running/jogging.


This is the sensor.


This is the receiver.



How to use the Nike + iPod Sports Kit

Wow. that is just so0o0o cool yo. Especially the voice feedback. Heck, imagine running past a hot chick, gradually slowing down your pace, and suddenly a voice interrupts your music, saying


"Please Do Not Deviate from Primary Objective. Primary Objective is to burn 10 000 calories as at 24th April, 2007. Looking at other individuals will be considered invalid to the achieving of Primary Objective."

And after you've completed your exercise, you can connect and synchronize your results, compare your achievements with predetermined objectives, and compete against other runners. It's just truly amazing.

The more attractive thing is that the comments and feedback at apple.com on the Nike + iPod Sports Kit seems like Apple and NIKE had done a good job on the product. Apparently it's as accurate as your treadmill, the devices are small enough to get past a student's inspection at school, and most of all, it really makes you wanna go for a run/jog and push your limits while you're at it.

So let's see what we need to get to complete my perfect running companion.

Ah yes, the only item left. The Sports Kit. So what price might this item be, for an newbie money-saver student accountant, like me?

Labels: gadgets

The day started off with a good 5.30am-wake-up call. The inn staff had planned for us a little morning stroll through the paddy fields in the hills to see how the process of planting long green leaves into muddy water results in steaming white fluffy beads appearing on our dinner plates.

We kept walking and walking and walking and walking and walking as if we were going to fall off one of the edges of the planet. All we could see was just green grass, green fields, green trees, green-ish scarecrows, green mountains and more green grass. The green-ness was so saturated around us, we felt like we were part of nature.

The Ents... must go... to warrrr

Well, we WERE bored, considering that the guide was only talking to my parents and Ken, leaving koko and I behind.

Well, yea, because we were taking pictures. But... we WERE bored.

After a 2-hour hike around the hills, we spotted civilization and endedo our journey at a backalley, just around the corner from the inn. When my dad asked "so where do we pay?", the guide turned around and said briefly"oh, you can pay at the reception counter."

After a second, he slowed his pace, aligning with my dad's. And he said in a softer tone

"or you can pay direct to me."

LIKE OMGWTFBBQ!?!?!?!

Did our bribery crisis originate from the Indonesians?!?!

Nola it was only that guide.

Here's some architechtural candy.

For my dear old architecture students in Melbourne.

And in support of my royalty-demanding organization.

While we were hiking back to the bungalows, I noticed that all the vehicles in this region had the abbreviation DK on their number plates.

I mean, they have it on busses,

on vans,

on SUVs,

even on motorcycles,

and of course, on their sporty cars.

WOW.

could it be that... DK stands for...

DRIFT KING?

maybe thats where drifting originated too. And they probably suposed to make the Fast and Furious 3 movie in Bali, but the Japanese thought that they were cool enough to dominate such industries.

She looks Balinese, doesn't she.

After a little shopping around town, We headed to the Ritz Carlton Hotel which was a very long drive, to meet ChrisWong and LuXanne who were coincidentally in Bali with us. Woh. Lemme tell you about Ritz Carlton.

It's this... giant... two-thousand-acre piece of land with everything on it. From a lobby the size of a tapak perhimpunan, to at least a hundred hallways of room doors, to posh toilets.

Speaking of posh toilets.

This has just got to be the most wonderful toilet i've seen for 18 years.

The lighting is like in a grand ballroom. roses on the table, expensive-looking torch lamps, wooden cupboards and drwaers beneath the tabletop...

HOW BOUT THESE?!?! They have bloody solid marble-tiled urinal dividers. I mean, who the heck would want to invade another's privacy by smashing through the divider, until they had to use MARBLE for protection. Might as well hire Marble-Armored Guards in the toilet for such purposes.

Anywaaayyy.

I found this... disturbing bowl of... towels on the sink table. I didn't quite understand something.

WHO WOULD USE... one.. two.. three.. four.. TEN ROLLS OF FRESH FACE TOWELS IN A PUBLIC TOILET?!

These Balinese people must have really delicate skin.

We headed down from the reception to the beach area. And for the Ritz Carlton, I must say that their definition of resort is satisfactorily self-explanatory.

It's the new craze.

Today wasn't that exciting. Much of it was on the road, back an forth, to and fro. Or maybe I just can't find my nice pics. =(

Labels: holidays and whatnot