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 19, 2008


West Coast, 72 km. How apt it is that today's ride is a hard one. The km sweated up till today adds up to 40,094. The circumference of the earth at the equator is 40,075.02 km (I crossed the meridional distance last week). What a week. Work-wise, I feel like Atlas carrying the weight of my little world. And on Fri, I spend the longest time ever as a road runner: 3.5 hours. It would've been shorter had I not have to limp home from Singapore Flyer. Today, I keep up with a roadie. It's been some time since I've cycled so hard: I cover twice my usual distance today than is usual, and at the roadie's speed on my fat tyres.

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