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, September 21, 2008

Hot and cold

Punggol, 38 km. Wheels hum. Sun shines. Wind blows. Sky is blue. And so am I. As I cycle and explore, I feel better. Because the sun shines, wind blows and sky blazes blue. People fish along the coast, in sight of the industrial complex across the water. But no fish in sight. When I get home, the water in my water bottles are warm. I later feel cold. And my body aches. Thermometer declares: fever.

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