A Man In Mid-Life
I guess like all men hitting the "magic 50" they start to do something "crazy" - and I'm certainly no exception to the rule.
Some take on mistresses or an extra wife, some will purchase a low-slung two-seater sports coupe, or a Mark Levinson (yes, Kim Catrall's hubby) hi-fi, or a big plasma TV. I wonder if going to umroh or haj is a consequence of mid-life too?
Back in '04 - GP Speda Race Series - note the "boghoi" factor
Me? As soon as I came back from Indonesia I decided to do something that I had not done since 2004: enter a goddamned MTB race. Back in '04 when I was not quite 45 I managed to complete 100 k on a road-bike. But that was five years and tens of thousands of sticks of cigarettes ago.
And I've also piled on the pounds, in case you haven't noticed.
Mean, but not-so-lean-nor-trim in '04
So this weekend I'll be competing in the men's "veteran" class (45 and above, of course) but for old-timers like us who couldn't get it up more than once a single night, the course is only over 15 km when normal UCI sanctioned cross-country MTB races would be at least 24 km or 4 laps on an average 6 km loop.
So why am I doing it? I don't really know dudes and dudettes.
Perhaps like all men in mid-life, we all start "losing it"?
Wish me luck this Sunday the 29th, eh?
If you're keen, it's near the old leprosy hospital in Sg. Buloh. Go here for directions.)
Brand New Shimano XT "clipless" installed at Joo Ngan yesterday.
Transferring "clipless" cleats from new to old shoes...
