How far can you ride in a day when you’re over 50 years old?
I don’t know if you have had such an experience: when you were young, you would sprint 200 kilometers a day and still be able to have sex and drink beer, and the next day you would be born a dragon and a tiger, feeling like you could conquer the world.
Now? I’m over fifty years old, and on weekends I go out for a hundred and eighty kilometers.
When I come back, I feel conquered by the world – I have to “lie down” on the sofa for half a day to find the soul interrogation of “who am I, where am I”.
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