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And then at the first stop, after only 4km cycling,
I black out. Not that I knew much about it. All I remember clearly is smiling (and cursing) inwardly because my thighs were already aching - which didn't surprise me since I've not been cycling for years. I was breathing a little hard and having troubling focussing and then I found myself surrounded with people calling my name, asking if I was okay. Mette had noticed that I had 'faraway eyes' and that I wasn't responding to questions.
Anneka and Mette
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