I am back from the cycling trip that I mentioned (blog pimping alert). Mumbai to Daman.

I started by  having a black out half an hour after the start. And I have only my impatience to blame for it. At the start the trip leader was giving a brief about gears and maintaining a steady comfortable pace, it been a 2 day long trip and there was no point speeding up and getting tired early.I of course , decided there is nothing new to learn and pooh poohed his instructions and sped off in full swing , not even changing gears in the uphill,since I had no clue how to do it. 25 min of pedalling furiously ,in the full blast of the summer heat, at 12 in the noon,I stopped for a quick water break. When I resumed cycling after that, things started going horribly wrong and I could feel trucks whizzing past me.My vision was getting blurred and I couldnot hear the traffic in the highway.I could feel myself swaying. STOP before you kill yourself, my brain shouted.

And I did..and sheepishly waited for the back up car to pick me up.next one hour I was busy recovering from the shock.I had to get back on my cycle.And decided come what may, I shall not get off it till we reach our destination. And I pedalled. Some more. Yet more. It was a fight against the heat, the aching thighs, the bruised hands.

And I managed to complete 84 kms.

And now to re-live those moments as I pen it down for some magazine (which explains this half hearted post)

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(crossing on a ferry) Sid did around 102 kms, and is preparing for the Nilgiris cycling expedition in Nov.Refuses to take me along as he fears I might slow him down…

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