Back in 2020, Daddy Lim was crazy about cycling and he wanted to do 1 RI every month. Siao ah?!! That was when work was chilled and he had so much energy. While we didn't do 1 RI per month, we did complete several of them.
KSL absolutely zaps his energy. Bcos he was so reluctant to do any RI last year. I did only 3 and the last one was w/o him. This year, not only was work equally busy, he also has rollerblading to fight for his attention. Cycling has lost favor le. Sometimes, he isn't even keen on the Saturday WWF rides, let alone RI.
It had been a long while. The last RI was back in July 2021. Trying to ask Daddy Lim to do a RI is plain old fat hope. I tried my luck, threw the idea on the usual chat and tadah, the RI date formed. Hoho.
We planned to roll at 7pm yday evening. I somehow have forgotten that everybody would suddenly have something to ask/ look for me at 6pm on Friday evenings. It wasn't until about 6.20pm that I was done. My dinner was a few miserable mouthfuls of the just cooked maggi mee; I was rushing too much to be hungry.
I did manage to meet up with the gang at 7pm and off we rolled. I don't know why but this RI did feel easier than the last one. At least I didn't die upon reaching CV.
My supper. I thought I better eat something given the miserable dinner, in case I cannot roll home from the lack of food/ energy.Sleep wasn't easy. I think it was the adrenaline rush. I kept waking up in the middle of the night and was up when Daddy Lim and Zaky were getting ready to go to the skatepark.
I ended up tagging along not to skate but to be the cheerleading team. I did earn myself a nice MacD bfast.
The kids had each other to motivate and accompany. I was happily stoning on the foldable chair.
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