I shall forever remember this day as the day I cried myself to sleep (I'm laughing at myself now but that day, it was serious).
Let's rewind a little. Back when I studied here, in high school, all the kids would take a ferry to Rottnest Island with their friends to hangout, admire the beauty that is here...and get wasted (if you don't know what that means, then good). So I never made it there with them. But I heard all about their good times there, saw hundreds of pictures, and when my college friends went, they told me all about their unforgettable bike ride around this little gem of an island.
When I went back to visit Perth a few weeks ago, spending a relaxing day, cycling around Rottnest Island was something I definitely wanted to do. So the minute we arrived on the island, we went straight to the bicycle rental hut and were on our way. I was so excited to finally be there I couldn't stop smiling! Little did I know, I had agreed to a 20km bike route. Just a year and a half ago I didn't even know how to cycle. So this is me being all ambitious, hahaa. Every few kilometers, we would stop and just take in the beauty that Allah put on this earth. That was all good, but, when we were closing in at 10km, I could feel my legs aching like crazy and my muscles cursing me real good. But I looked back at my mum (who is turning sixty this year), and she was still paddling okay so I told my thighs to shush it and soldier on. At this point, every time we had to cycle up hill, I got off my bike and walked with it instead, hahaa.
By the end of the day, when we got home, I didn't want to move my legs even an inch, but a shower was necessary so I had to. My muscles were aching so bad it felt like a knife stabbing through it (or at least that's how I imagine it would feel). When I finally crawled into bed, I was alternating between laughing at myself and bursting out in tears because I just couldn't find a comfortable position to sleep in. The more I moved, the more it hurt, and I so went to bed with tears in my eyes and said to myself I'm never cycling again!
That was clearly just my muscles talking because I actually now really enjoy cycling and I'm on the hunt for the perfect one with a basket. I learnt something that day and that I was just not fit anymore! I can't make excuses that I'm too busy to put aside time to exercise. This body I have on loan from Allah needs to be given some attention too, and I guess that's one of my struggles in finding that balance in my ever day routine.
Anyway, I have to say subhanaAllah this was one of the most beautiful days I've spent outside. We looked up to the majestic sky, had the cool breeze brush our cheeks, dipped our feet in the most pristine cool blue waters and a had in front of us, the most picturesque sight. I'd do that day all over again if I could, tears and all, hehee. :)
Happy mid-week every one!