Starting this day at 5 am in the dawn, I went for biking. Finally, I went for biking because it had been one month waiting for this opportunity since my red-silver mountain bike parked in the dark corner of my boarding house's parking space. I started my biking journey at the boulevard of Kudus (people called this as Simpang Tujuh). I took one bowl of Bubur Kacang Ijo before boosting my bike the north of Kudus (Colo).
Well, I went biking with my office fellow named Imam. In the road we met people who were on the same destination : biking to the northern Kudus. The road was good so that I could ride my bike really well but the road was getting higher and higher. It was so hard. My breath was not steady. My heart beat was rising. Wow. It was so tough. After riding for 1,5 h, I saw the finish line.The finish line was a humble home as coffee shop called Getukan.
Taking a rest for half an hour with a glass of milk and 3 pieces of gorengan made my energy back although both of my legs felt so heavy. My heavy legs would be okay because the trip for home was down the hill and not consuming so much energy.
I was wrong!!! my fellow asked me to join a group who was going to home with an off-road track. I joined because It might be challenging and I was completely right. It was challenging so much. The track was full of rock and clay.
Afterward, I got home and I found both of my legs were heavier than before. It was so hard to make a step at stairs.
Well, this trip was so unforgettable.
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