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Saturday, September 03, 2005

Actual speaks louder than words

Sat 3 Sep:
To Woodlands and Changi, 104 km. The weather report states that tomorrow will be awful for riding. So tonight, for the first time ever, I ride with the Road Riders. The ride brief states we'll cruise at 28-32 km/h with occasional bursts of speed. Actually, 28-32 was the occasional speed. The rest of the time, the four of us cycle at up to 40 km/h, led by a triathlete carrying a backpack who hopes to take part in Ironman one day. We blast by five groups of kids (up to a hundred in all) wearing "Bike Connection" t-shirts and other cyclists pass us in the opposite direction. We burn up the roads but there's smoke also from smoking breaks. I head for home after Changi Coast Road as I'm sleepy even at those speeds. It is already "tomorrow". And the only water coming down is sweat.

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