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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Sunday, October 14, 2007


To Woodlands St 81, 48 km. I have a white, expedition jersey. Whenever the team wore it during the 2005 expedition to Kuala Lumpur, it rained. I wore it a few days ago, because someone wanted rain - and it did. I wear it today, and am caught in the rain - thrice. Of course, I'd waxed my bicycle. But at least, I find the vegetable garden that was officially opened by a government minister, see Singapore's newest polytechnic and ride down a hill about three stories high.

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