So I had this crazy idea last night, after reunion dinner from my parents’ place. R and I were waiting for our bus (cause cabs are expensive at that period), I noticed some of those ‘free to ride’ bicycles parked by the bus stops and said ‘maybe we could cycle home’.
And R was absolutely cool about it.
Me: “I haven’t cycled in years though.”
R: “It’s okay. We can take our time.”
And so we did. I struggled initially and was fearful that I would run into a cat or kid sprinting out of nowhere. At certain point, I almost did bang into someone and ran into a drain.
We cycled pass our soon-to-be house- still under construction, with about a third done up. That was the nicest part.
It was laughable how we left the cny gathering early due to my bad sinus infection and wanting to rest up early. Ended up, I cycled the hell of myself home in perspiration but feeling great that I did some work to my battered body.
