Going up to base camp is not difficult. I am the oldest and yet the forth person to make it there. Feeling proud, I slept late and took almost quarter tank of oxygen that night before summit.
On the day of summit, I took my first 'oxygen' puff when I was about 2 km away from the top. Easy lah! After another 1km, I took another one because there is another team still behind me. Soon, I couldn't catch up with my breathe anymore and leg cramps as I stress my heart and body.
If I pushed myself a little bit more, 300m from the summit is never a problem.... but I just want to take my 'oxygen'... I didn't make it to the top... well, I never regret and I never learn. :(
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