West Malaysia loop ride

Last night, I took the bike out for a spin — not a long one, but exactly the kind of ride that reminds me why I love doing this.

I went from West Coast all the way to Yishun to pick up a lens from someone. It could’ve been a simple errand. But the moment I started rolling, it turned into something more. The night air was perfect — cool, still, with that quiet energy that night riding in Singapore can have.

The bike felt flawless. Smooth. Responsive. Like he knew the big ride is coming and wanted to show he’s ready. I had my favourite music in my ears, and everything just clicked — the roads, the rhythm, the textures.

“Everything just clicked — the roads, the rhythm, the textures.”

It was one of those moments where the city fades and you’re just in the zone. Relaxed. Present. Content.

I topped up my tyres on the way back — one more step in the slow, steady preparation for Wednesday. But in truth, last night’s ride was more than prep. It was a reminder. A little preview of the freedom, the solitude, and the quiet joy that riding always brings.

The countdown continues — and nights like this make the wait even sweeter.

I can’t wait to get started!