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, August 04, 2004

High speed chase

To Woodlands, 45 km. There are 11 of us today. We start cycling two-three abreast, then a race breaks out. What a whipping I get. Trailing behind roadies is one thing. Trailing behind guys on knobbies is another, especially two of them who chit chat and talk race strategy at 40 km/h. What takes the cake is another guy who is swift on platform pedals, single speed and on a foldable bike. ST is in good form today too, with her secondhand Giant XTC and 1.5" tyres. She's put her Mongoose out to pasture. D too has a second bicycle - a shiny red Cannondale. He trails behind today as he's injured and not on his titanium Merlin.

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