Every once in a while I'm forced to train on my own, but I really don't mind, because I put my iPod on (I know its not that safe, but I have some of those lekker new earphones that works through your jaw bone so you can still hear what's going on around you) and I value those training days as quality me-time. So there I was in the Cradle of Human Mankind very early one Monday morning and for literally kilometers I didn't see a car, a cyclist or any other human being for that matter. Even the baboons that we sometimes see on the road were still asleep. It was only me and the soft humming of my knobblies on the tar ... I make a point of changing the playlist on my iPod every once in a while and for some reason, "Ek lewe!" from the well-known Afrikaans singer Annelie van Rooyen started playing on my iPod. And right there and then I was in the mood. Annelie did it for me. So much so, that in fact, I started to become Annelie at that moment and I sang as if I was standing on the stage of the Royal Opera House, on the top of my voice. I still don't know why, but something told me a should look back and when i did, I realized that a whole fleet of cyclists were behind me. The moment I stopped singing, they started cheering me. I literally contemplated suicide at that moment! All the guys past me and everyone had something to say about my singing. But the last guy was the cherrie on the cake with his: "Geez dollface, you are a much better cyclist than a singer!"
