A Few Little Changes.

I’ve had a busy ole while and I’ve not really ridden to any great length which is a shame because I’ve been back to Specialized and Murph tweaked Betsy, fettling the saddle until, due my changing physicality, the saddle was lifted a total 15mm. I have little to no deviation in my knees which I’m…

A few day’s off.

The first thing I remember taking apart was the family Ferguson Video Star, a clunky top-loading VHS video recorder, I was ten and it didn’t go too well but the man in the repair shop assured my dad he could fix it while my dad assured me I would be grounded for a fortnight. In…

Don’t tolerate bad roads.

A while ago I wrote about hitting a pot hole, ditching my ride and not being very happy about the damage so I sent a claim to the local council. I was expecting to suffer the kind of jobs worth bureaucratic pain that only a council can inflict. I was expecting a fight with the…

Road Trip

  I’ve been planning a bit of a cycling adventure. Now I don’t even know if I can complete the ride but I think not to try and ride from Paris to Palermo would be something that I would regret for a very long time. Being a realist my body isn’t in the best condition…

NO peaking.

  Last week I issued myself a new rule. No looking out of the window “just to check” before I’ve poured myself into that day’s selection of lycra left on the chair in the bedroom. It kind of like when I was 11, I’d just started senior school and I thought I deserved a proper…

Blood, sweat & tears.

  It’s been months since the tragic death of the Wanty-Groupe Gobert rider Antoine Demoitié while competing in Ghent-Wevelgem, he was 25 years old. You don’t have to watch many races until you see an incident with a rider and a team car, or the neutral service car, or those wasp like motor bikes performing…