Saturday, January 19, 2008
Hi Miss Fox. This is for the assignment! And to Aundrea and Davis, this post is somewhat dedicated to them. I miss you guys! This morning, I woke up early and went for my usual race biking. I enjoy it a lot, but without two of my closest friends, it could get pretty tedious. I slipped on my helmet, placed a full bottle a water in the bottle holder, and I'm ready for some serious speeding! Of course, I don't ride on the roads, that's against the law for those younger than the age of fourteen, as the recent spade of accidents proved that children, without the supervision of an adult, have met with several accidents, resulting in deaths. I don't cycle around the neighbourhood, but I do cycle to the park connectors, where the roads are straight, or maybe at the Bedok Town Park. For this morning, I chose the park connectors as I felt I really need that feeling of speed. It's like taking drugs as it puts your life in danger. The speed of my racing bike is so fast, so furious that I'll most probably have to check into a rehabilitation centre after each session. So off I went, cycling at a steady pace along the pavement. The sun had started rising, leaving the earth in a peaceful light blue shade with just a touch of the yellow-pinkish glow coming from the sun. Cars zipped past at sixty miles and hour-much higher than the speed limit, but like I said, speed is addictive. As soon as I reached the park connector, I braked to a halt, in 'preparation' of what laid ahead. I'm not nervous, mind you, but I was troubled by the fact that if I should fall at top speed, I'm going to sustain injuries that could confine me to a bed for the rest of my life. And I want to play volleyball. I want to win! But, placing my worries aside, I started riding at a dangerously fast speed. The wind zipped by, and luckily for me, I was wearing a fitted sports shirt and pants, which was standard race biker wear. Come on, I'm professional! I've have received trainings! Had I beed wearing loose shirts, the speed of the wind would be so fast that my shirt would be flying and slashing painfully at my torso, and it might not be very painful, but it is very irritating. I once found my chest full of red marks when I wore a loose shirt. Gross, huh? Anyway, I was speeding like a mad man when I saw several birds on the road ahead. I was riding too fast to avoid them, and I could not possibly brake, for if I do that, the overpressure would be too great, and I would be thrown in the air, flying head over end. And I might not be able to use those powerful legs of mine again, and that is going to be such a waste. So i just sped head-on into the group of birds. Out of instinct, they took off, but one of the birds were too slow, and I was traveling just so fast. My helmet connected with something hard, and I heard a rather sickening thud. Shocked, I eventually came to a stop, and decided to turn back to take a look. I realised that my helmet had knocked one of the birds. It was not bleeding, but it seems to be close to death. I mean, look at the speed at which my helmet collided with the bird! I was thinking,' God, I'll pay for this.' I decided to leave the scene of the 'crime' immediately. It was truly scary. Now, after this unfortunate incident, and posting it on my blog, I wonder,'Can I sleep tonight?'
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