To Sengkang, 32 km. I can't remember the way to the sports school, so I wander to Sengkang and follow the train tracks one round before stuffing myself with prata and heading home. My bum hurts; follicularitis. Either my bum is getting old, or my saddle is, or both.
Tech note My saddle is 11,870 km old, which is more meaningful than saying I bought it in Nov 03. Talk about space-time continuum ... sometimes it makes sense to measure space (or distance) rather than time.
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