Simply a Sunday…

Woke up on Sunday morning around 7. Feeling down. Got some news I didn’t want to hear about on Saturday. Not knowing what to do and not wanting to stay at home wallowing in self pity, I went riding. I rode all the way to the end of East Coast Park, well, almost the end anyway.

I stopped by a bench to take a breather. Only half a bottle out of two of my drinks had been used up and I had ridden further than I had before, not bad, I thought to myself, and I’m still not feeling any strain, yet. So I sat there for a while soaking in the sun and tried to sort out my thoughts. No real solution seem to come to mind, it was not something that could be thought out logically anyway. So my mind wondered instead into thinking about how far I could go if I continue cycling. It was not too long before I was interrupted by my stomach. A growl. That’s all it took to jolt me back to reality.

Hunger. Despite all that was in my mind, my body gave in to the hunger from the cycling. Decided to call a friend staying near East Coast for breakfast. Ended up having breakfast with him and his wife at his place. Chatted with them until almost noon before I set off for the ride back.

After taking the wrong route, nearly getting clipped by a car and almost skidding off a slippery part of the road I made it home through the baking hot noon sun. Interestingly I did not feeling as tired as I thought I would be. A cold shower and a half a bowl of bee hoon later, I actually felt like going for a swim.

Again my body betrayed me for a couple of hours of sleep instead. Upon waking up, I realised that I’m still feeling down but somehow slightly better about having done something for the day. So how was your day?