____T.H.E. .P.A.S.S.
up from my brain is where I bleed...
____F.I.N.D.I.N.G
Searching
Refective
Enigmatic
____M.Y.S.E.L.F
My life spins outta control without football.
Currently in search for inner peace.
Finding myself furthur and furthur away from it..
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12:34
Sunday, February 20, 2005
____Night Cycling
It's been a day after night cycling. Still suffering from the after effects. Butt pain, tender palms, and sore thighs. Nevertheless, it was a fun night. I've woken up at 4 am to cycle to Serangoon and at 5am to cycle to Khatib, so I cannot say it wasn't my first time cycling when the sun hides behind the horizon. But it was my first time cycling over night, over a distance that I probably won't get another chance covering.
It began when I decided that I would like to use my own bike. But I know of the consequences too. Cycling my own bike down to the start point, which was also the end point at East Coast, meant that I had to cycle my own bike home from East Coast. I did it. While the rest covered 45km or so, I would have stretched my limit to the max by covering probably 60 plus kilometres.
I left the group of friends at the end of the event at around 0620 to rush back before the traffic became heavy. Initially, the ride was easy and smooth. As there were little cars, I kept my bike on the road. The flat road and cool air made it all easier. I was in max gear and crusing easily...
Till I came to the road the links hougang and ubi, after the roundabout. The road was curving, sloped upwards and the traffic started to get heavy. My thigh muscles almost came to temporary failure. Instead of riding on my bike, I was dragging it along.
When I finally got home, destination achieved, I was so relieved. Don't think I'll be doing it again anytime soon.
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