And get this.
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Back when I was really into cycling, I really managed to convince myself to wear tights. Even worse. I even wore bibs. Cycling in Singapore has become some kind of fashion parade. Half the fun for Singaporeans is about getting the lightest/best bike. It is about dressing up in the coolest gears. Not so much about cycling. More about looking good when you're not cycling.
I was part of that movement back then but to a lesser degree due to limited resources. But I really do enjoy cycling. It is just that cycling on Singapore roads requires some blind faith and dramatically increases you chances of dying young.
duckvelo. how i missed the feeling of gliding on the roads
I was part of that movement back then but to a lesser degree due to limited resources. But I really do enjoy cycling. It is just that cycling on Singapore roads requires some blind faith and dramatically increases you chances of dying young.
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I quit cycling after an unfortunate accident involving my cycling friend. My folks were worried sick everytime I went cycling. I stripped the bike and sold off the parts, leaving only the frame (which has my name painted one it, dramatically reducing it's resale value) for remembrance.
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