Eat my dust Lance Armstrong...

I’m not the boy I used to be. In saying so, the male ego makes one really consider such an idea.

And this flash of brilliance was to cycle to Holland Village, easier said then done. In theory and in my head, it seemed easy: I mean if you know about the geography of the internal roads of where I reside, it’s simple. Victoria Park Road, down to Rebecca Road, and then onto Bin Tong Park and then Leaden etc … no fuss….

But as I said, I used to be able to do this ... back when I was 15ish? That seemed just yesterday, biking up those killer hills. But alas, I think my body has given that up for other vices (which we shan’t go into). Or I could blame it on the bike who's gear’s seem to be outta whack.

Walking the dog and lugging a bike up a hill isn’t really the same as CYCLING up one.

Three rounds on the massage chair didn’t seemed to help either.

So, if I ever have this stroke of genius again (baring any initial preparation), just smack some sense into me why don’t ya ….?