Cycling is like life. Cycling with no goal is meaningless. What meaning is there cycling in circles? Or living aimlessly? Meaning comes from direction and destination. Join me in my life's journey on a mountain bike :)

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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Groping in the dark

Ang Mo Kio, 7 km. This might well be my shortest, most intense ride. To make up for the long, intense work day (and night). It's dark. My glasses fog up. I don't know if the black patches are holes or shadows. The grass is wet, the tree roots are treacherous. I slip, pick myself up and ride on. Downhill on the path, my wheels slide and brakes squeal. Am I having fun yet?

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