Better late than never

To Sengkang, 34 km. I get off work so late, I almost don't even bother to drop by the meeting point for the Wed night ride. But I drop by nonetheless, and am rewarded with the sight of five riders. We wait for a guest rider, then set off without him. The ride is so slow, an "ah beng" on a creaky bicycle (and de rigueur thick chain wrapped around the frame) overtakes us. We stop several times to await our guest rider. I chat with H, who completed a 1,400 km charity ride to Kota Bahru and back some weeks ago. I listen wistfully. My life now is all work, no big adventure, no respite.