To Kulai, Johore, Malaysia, 154 km. It looks like it's going to pour, but it's just a hazy sky. It looks like it's going to be an easy morning ride, but it's just a hazy brain. I suppose it has to happen someday, when N takes me and Mauritian R for a ride across the causeway. I struggle up the roller coaster hills. I'm not mentally prepared. Nor is my bicycle - it is not lubed nor are the tyres fully inflated. It's only after lunch and an ice-cream drumstick that my legs come back to life: drafting motorbikes at 52 km/h until they're out of reach. Today is a historic day, first because it's Good Friday. A distant second: I cross the 20,000 km mark today.
Tech note I'm at a disadvantage as I'm on a mountain bike. I hear how the fastest woman in Singapore has a wheelset that costs almost double what my bicycle (including upgrades) costs.
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