Vandals, Thieves and Rubbish-dunkers

I hate vandals, period. They also steal things too. I hate them, that's it.

They are the worst kind. They did their filthy job at night and disappeared. They damaged public utilities and disappeared. They stole wrought-iron street covers, electrical poles cover, fences, and even public sporting utilities and disappeared, carting off with public property, with the intent of selling in some Indian backyard iron scrap dealers in Puchong.

The last one was obvious at Section 7 Shah Alam lakeside jogging track. It is prevalent that these thieves have wrecked our hopes when the rip off the sporting utilities: the master swing walk holder, the notice boards, safety parts and pieces of the rower, hipster-swing-around and etc.

The lakeside jogging track, public park gymnasium (if you can call it) and children's park were the only sane thing left in Shah Alam for people like me to utilize, as there is hardly anything else you can do in this dead by 8pm, rustic town but rotting Bandaraya of Shah Alam. I have been exasperated by attempts to complain but these have fallen on deaf ears. Those dickheads in MBSA are just bureacrats who do not think that enforcement on new facilities is their KPI and KRA.

Talking about new, this area has been open to public for a year now but the facilities were ready and completed by July this year. I am sad that the thieves and vandals got away with their freaking criminal activities and antics, I am sure some day they will get "rewarded" by their bad deeds.

I like the lakeside jogging track, which is about 1.5km in circumference. It is serene in the morning, however, with some eyesores of household rubbish strewn about in the lake. These unscrupulous rubbish-dunkers are as bad as the vandals and thieves. They should be punished for the irresponsible act they have created and done.

I think the authorities are slow in acting up. They should install CCTV at the parks or install something that looked like camera with flickering lights every other 5 secs. That will scare them off. These authorities, especially those arm-chaired bastardly-good-for-nothing bureaucrats in MBSA, need to think outside the box rather than just pleasing politicians who think that this is their bapak-punya country.

Don't build parks, jogging tracks if you don't intend to maintain them and more importantly, protect them. And, I wonder if residents' associations here or the Qariahs have any initiatives to patrol these areas at night, as the parks are not only a perfect to cart off with public property, they are also a good haunt for unmarried young couples to do their quicky there.

C'est la vie.

Jog for life, jog for health, jog for fun

I started jogging again today with my dear and loving wife, who thinks she's getting fatter than me by the day.

Yeap...my and wife I am jogging again after one month of absence stomping the paved road of the Section 7 lakeside. Frankly, I paused the regular activity of jogging because of the fear I might break the fast midway to breaking time at circa 7.30pm.

I jog because I need to feel healthy again. Not that I wasn't healthy in Ramadhan, I need to watch that sugar level or blood pressure. I was a carnivore during Ramadhan and Syawal rather than a herbivore and that was the reason I'd better do something about getting back into shape.

Getting into shape? What am I talking about...I have never ever got into shape. My body is as bloated as a dead fish that I usually see floating in the lake during my routine jogging. I just hate to realize that I could not see both my feet while looking down, as they are blocked by this rounded, bloated, shiny tummy of mine. That's obesity, I was told, when you can't see your own feet. Ooh my breast, they look like a women's breast with dark nipple encircling the big bulge of fatty muscle. I hate seeing those saggy little breasts when I look at the mirror early in the morning. I think everything is saggy between my face and my feet.

I jog again because I don't want to feel jaded again. I don't want to feel tired or exhausted while scaling a flight of stairs. I don't want to fall asleep during long meetings (I think everybody does that after 20 minutes). I don't want to lose the focus or power concentration when I am listening to people talking. And definitely, I really don't want to lose the excitement of lovemaking.

I need the energy. I need the focus. I need the concentration. I need the toxins to be blasted out of my system and I need my blood sugar and blood pressure to be kept at bay. Well, at 48, I must say all this to keep my confidence high so that all the bugs of illnesses will not easily nestled into my system.

I am now jogging for health and I am jogging again for fun. Join me at the Section 7, Shah Alam, to create this momentum a passion, a movement for healthy and fitness-looking community. Let's make jogging or brisk walking a healthy activity and a passion for the masses.