The alarm rang at 6.15am and I was up, dashing about, getting changed while chomping onto 2 bananas.
6.45am - Adeline and Janice were downstairs.

Route: Genting Sempah also known as the old route up to Genting.
We were there first and set up our bikes and the rest of the gang only came about 30 min later.
Group members: Kris aka Uncle, Uncle Patrick and son Jason, Hin Tong, Calvin, Lizzie, Adeline, Janice and Myself.

This funny contraption carries with it two bikes with ease

Uncle Patrick's jeep with 2 bikes inside

Adeline's brand new red hot bike, bought for only RM1,900. Didn't manage to snap Lizzie's bike, apparently hers cost her 10K

I tell you, Genting-Sempah route is NOT easy!
The road was all winding up on a gradual climb and the were many signs of "AWAS, KAWASAN TANAH RUNTUH"
The edges didn't have a protective barrier so imagine if you lose control of your bike, down you go 60KM from above. I say, byebyeeee.

It was so difficult on the legs and stamina that there were numerous occasions where I just wanted to U-turn back and go all the way back.
But no, my stubbornness kept me going and Kris wouldn't allow me to stop saying, "See those monkeys up there?"
"Uh-huh."
"You stop, that's it. They will attack you."
Apa lagi, I kept going and going despite my legs were really dying on me!

So, minus the part where I saw a little black puppy injured by the roadside, a cat carcass, a sparrow carcass and a snake splatted over with the guts spilling all over the road, it was actually quite fun.

You would think coming down was a breeze?
I can assure you it was not.
As all of us were flying down, concentrating on just the tapping of the brakes and sharp corners, I crashed.

And I crashed alone. All by myself. The rest of them didn't see me crash and were flying off like Michael Schumacher at 1932034823 km/hr.

So, this is the wound on my right palm. Blood was just oozing out. It's black because the soil are stuck beneath the skin

My left albow and left leg shin. Leg was bleeding as well but it stopped after I cleaned it. Saw the bruise developing there? The area is getting more and more swelled up

I don't know how or what cut me but this is on my waist. It looked like stitches to me, hehe

What happened was, there were many little stones on the road and somehow, one of them got caught inside the wheels and I lost balance and got flung off to the side of the road and landed on, thank God, SOILED GROUND.

First thing I checked was, my face  No cuts or bruises, thank God.
Then, the next thing I felt was SOIL IN MY MOUTH!!! URGGHHHH!
Soil went into my left ear, soil ALL over my left shoulder, arms, waist and legs.
ALL ON THE LEFT HAND SIDE.
Soil on my face too!!!

With my bleeding palm, shin and elbow, I was seriously thinking how was I going to go all the way back down, since it was still a really long long way more to go.
So, decided I'm not going to be a Princess about it, screw the pain and oozing blood, I hopped back onto the bike and rode on - this time much slower.

Somehow, Uncle Patrick realized I was missing and came back up to look for me, bless his kind soul
The rest were still speeding down, not knowing what had happened. Me and Uncle Patrick took it slow.
IT WAS STILL A LONGGGG WAY MORE TO GO.
I was just telling God,

GOD, please DON'T let me crash one more time!
Don't let stupid stones get trapped again!
Don't let me lose control despite relying more on my left hand now!
Don't let monkeys smell my blood and get psychotic.

Anyways, reached the bottom of the hill and all of us had mamak there. I just took water, not hungry as yet.
All in all we clocked in a good 60KM ride.
Janice dropped Lizzie and me off to our homes and I decided to take a quick shower before seeing the doctor.

I HAVE NEVER HAD SO MUCH 'FUN' IN THE SHOWER.
I'll just spare you the details, so let's just use your imagination:
Water + Wound = ?

Got myself to Doctor Koo.
HE PEELED AND TUGGED OFF THE FLAPPING SKINS AROUND THE WOUND AREAS AND MANNNNNNNN, IT WAS 'FUN' - ROUND TWO.
Asked me, "Pain or not?"
YOU SAY LEHHHH!
But, I muka tembok what, so replied haughtily, "Nope, no pain la."

He gave me so many pills la, I hate pills!
Antibiotic cream, antibiotic pills, gauze + sticking tape, and...

Doc: I think I should give you painkillers as well.
Me: Huh? I don't need it Dr, NO PAIN.
Doc: Trust me, they will hurt after awhile, especially at night when you're about to sleep. Because the wound on your palm is actually quite deep.
Me: !!!!!!!!! It will hurt more later, he said  Will I get infection???
Doc: Yes, of course! The soil trapped under your skin, those I can't clean ya. Our body is built in a way that it will reject foreign stuff so don't worry. But there will be infection.
Me: With pus and all???
Doc: Yes, with pus and all.
Me: *cry!*

What is a pus? *click*

Dr Koo took care of it

Then, some people can be so caring lor.
Me sent pics of my wound via MMS to that someone.
That someone replied via SMS and not call you know, " so poor thing. Sayang when I go back." and "You clumsy or hit car?" No calls.

Like. Seriously. WTF. Man.

Drove myself to the clinic using left hand.
After clinic went to Penang Village to feast because burnt like over 1000 calories, and I am not exaggerating.
And it was 2pm that time, so you could imagine since my two bananas, I had absolutely nothing.

Ordered Nasi Goreng which came with 2 small pieces of ayam goreng, telur mata kerbau, prawns and vege.
If my mom were to find out I ate eggs and prawns after having all these wound, she'd kill me. But I just couldn't be bothered lah. Me is no pantang pantang all
Then, Chin Ai bumped into me and decided to join me makan and she then headed on to this salon to do hair rebonding.

My right palm is stinging.
My WHOLE left leg, waist, hip and shoulders bruised and stinging.
And would I still want to go outdoor cycling, YOU BET!

On the way to the clinic, in the car...

*Hee hee* Ewww right?