Pictures can be misleading, the smiling faces didn't really show how painful the journey was.
Survival of the fittest!!! What can you do when you are the weakest one? When I signed up for my department's cycling event, I had no idea how fit my colleagues are. It turns out, the partner (probably the oldest) is the fittest of all, and me (almost the youngest in the group) is one of the the most unfit ones. I am not kidding. The "energetic" group cycled for about 30 miles and went to the highest point of Kent; while I did 2/3 of the route and gave up repeatedly on the uphill slopes. I had no choice but to hop off the bike..... and PUSH! I am glad my team (in the picture) was very patient and supportive. They made no compliants about the endless waiting at the front. Oh well, at least, I learnt to use the gears (towards the end of the journey), I made some good friends and hopefully it is be a good start to train my unfit body.
Yet, I do enjoy the pain in every inch of my muscle, what a long lost feeling.......
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