To Old Upper Thomson Road, 39 km. The Padre (who has abandoned his Church of the Knobby Tyres) and some Precision Cycling Team members pass me by, and those are the high points of the ride. Round and round I go, for five boring laps. Perhaps I'm a hypochondriac, but do I imagine a backache and hamstring pain? I follow the example of Mr Millimetre, Lance Armstrong. It seems he tweaks his bicycle mm by mm. And that's what I do to my seat. We'll see how it goes, on the ride to Kuala Lumpur. I've waited one year for this.
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