Cyclists in a café (a Guinness World Record attempt)
The temperature was hovering around zero, and there hung a fog of frozen moisture in the air, forming droplets onContinue Reading
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Cycling sabotage!
As I was wrestling with the neoprene of my ineffective autumn gloves, he’s let me flippin’ tyres down. It’s not logic and science, and nor is it the puncture fairy. It’s secret option number three: sabotage! What other explanation can there be?
The minefield of the mid-ride café (part 2)
Arse-over-tit It’s the mid-ride café, 50 miles in to a big day on the bike. You have a beautifully manicuredContinue Reading
The minefield of the mid-ride café (part 1)
I am a cyclist, I insist on good coffee, and I know my way around a slice of millionaire shortbread.Continue Reading
We are not cyclists, we are millionaires
As a cyclist, finding a training partner can be a tricky business. It has to be someone you are evenlyContinue Reading
I’m a cyclist, I’m hungry, and I’m blaming Surrey
I’m hopping from foot to foot (cleat to cleat…*) in a blur of hunger, frustration, and awkward embarrassment at theContinue Reading
Mayday! Mayday!
Around these parts cyclists are ten-a-penny; most of the time we simply blend into the background. Occasionally, however, we endContinue Reading
