To Old Upper Thomson Road, 25 km. Week after week, it's the same old thing, going round Old Upper Thomson Road. Boring? Well, breathing is boring but one doesn't stop breathing for that reason. Not that it's easy to breathe today, with my running nose. What's really tedious is hearing specious comments from someone with a big ego. Also irritating is the not-so-smooth feeling as I turn my crank, despite having cleaned the drive train. Still, I get to blast past two roadies tonight though they have more than 100m headstart uphill. Oh yeah! And oh yeah, a few days ago, my bikelog website counter crosses the 10,000 mark. Thank you, readers!
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