Right about 20 days from now, I would be going to the most adventurous trip of my life, the trip which I dubbed as the toughest journey of all because it requires strength, determination and strong heart. I’ve been questioning myself over and over again. I have so many worries. The main question would remain on my head until I can proof that I could do it. Will I be able to reach the peak famously known as Low’s Peak?
I’m climbing Mount Kinabalu! Auwwwwwwwwwww!
I’m in no greater shape 10 days or 20 days ago compared to today. I’ve trained walking up and down the stairs for like 1.5 hours only. Aiyoyoooo… Does walking up and down the stairs every time you want to go to the office’s restroom count? What’s more with my current back pain problem, I’ve stopped training for fear the pain might get worst. OUCH!!! Then there’s the horrible nightmare question: Would my boss approve my leave? I’m kinda busy during that time.
Che-Cheh timidly shouted: “Wait I don’t care! I want to go no matter what!”
Mo-C, plz plz plz support me.
Then I’m worry that my Beach Crocs would not be suitable for this kind of climbing (slippery?). Do I need to bring another shoe? Altitude sickness leh… scary! Would my stuff be able to fit into one
large tiny 38 litre bagpack? worry worry worry. Then there’s the toilet question. Seriously man. Every since I was caught in the most horrid traffic jam along the way to Bangkok International Airport… controlling my so called ahem ‘urine’… aiseh I’ve been having REAL nightmare on congested roads right here in the KLANG VALLEY.
I shouldn’t stress myself like that hor. What’s a holiday if it’s a stressing one.
My friend, do you have any good advice for me?