Reconnecting with nature helps slow down my thinking and gets me to reassess myself. Early Friday, I found myself embraced in nature when we initiated our climb to the summit of Mount Kinabalu. The mountain was really “No Joke”. Although I started off the year hyped and ready to get into step training after climbing Mount Ophir, the Gone Cyclin’project and coaching consumed my time, which meant training for KK took the back seat.
My brother was climbing with a broken arm and he challenged the laws of gravity because the mountain seemed to go up and down. Our slow pace with plenty of breaks meant we arrived at base camp at 6pm to gobble up dinner and reconnect with fellow climbers. The next thing I knew, I woke up from an all too short sleep to leave my warm bed and begin the toughest part of the climb.
The part that scared me was seeing people walk back to base camp because they were scared. I kept thinking why do I need to do things like this? I don’t know what happened, but my brain seemed to tell my feet to keep walking. The last two kms on the granite rock were super steep and it required me to haul myself on the ropes. My imagination got the better of me and I thought that if I lost control, I would fall into an endless cliff. The supportive words of two older couples, Japanese and Chinese, helped me as they told me that it would be fine and urged me to continue.
But the race was only half done. Coming down, the slippery rocks got the better of me and I slipped on my ankle four times! Nevertheless, it was a great adventure and I recommend it to anyone who is in Asia. I was impressed by the amount of older, more fit people who took their health and fitness seriously and made the mountain climb seem effortless.