Yesterday, with the help of a good friend I ran my first 15 km. I never thought I could run, let alone that much in my life. It left me breathing so heavily that in the end, I sprinted the last kilometer not because I had the energy but for it to be over. Later than afternoon, I accompanied my
CALL FOR SUPPORT Most of you now in September, I took part in the world’s toughest mountain bike race, cycling nearly 400 kms with the aim to fundraise 50,000 dollars to support Timor Leste, SE Asia poorest country. The country has an annual GDP of only 480 USD. Take a glimpse of my experience HERE. Thanks to all who
Care and I signed up for our first baby triathlon and convinced 7 other to sign up as well. The experience was exciting from the body painting, transition section aka bicycle/running shoe parking lot, and great deal of support and camaraderie from the participants. Isabel and I started to get really excited after we met Uncle Chan: nearly 70 year