Man, that felt so good. Only a short one because of time constraints (the husband has to for work drinks and I have dinner with my family and then drinks with boarding school friend Ellie at the Tanglin Club) but it felt amazing nevertheless. Andrew took me to Mt Faber for a climb and then we looped it on back. The climb at Faber was alright. He decided to whip the camera out and get pictures of me hauling (my fat) bum up the hill. Maintained an alright speed of 32km/hr for most of the ride and felt really joyous that I'd upped my usual pace of 30km/hr, until the husband decides to point out that I was actually drafting him a lot of the way. Boo. Oh well, hey ho. So on the way back, we were climbing this hill and my speed was dropping as expected, but I decided to speed up and push the limit. Managed to hit 30km/hr uphill and sustain it, and then up the speed on the flat to about 35km/hr all the way back home. Hubba said he was surprised that he actually had to downshift to keep up.

What? What? What!?! My husband downshifting to keep up with meee?

WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooo...!!!!!


slogging up mt faber


this is the only one where i managed a smile


ouch already