It’s often been said that if you have two cyclists travelling in the same direction, then you have a race. Maybe, but not if I’m one of the cyclists. I just don’t give a shit. On the rare occasions that I’m in the mood for competition, the only person I’m interested in getting the better of is myself.
Being forced to stay off the bike has given me cause to ponder the meaning of detraining.
The road to recovery is littered with tired cliches…
Is bike hire profitable? I dunno, but the local bike shop that offers a bike hire service should treat it as seriously as any other part of their business. Maybe even more so.
A year on and ‘Treadly and Me’ is still here-who’d have thunk it? In the 243 posts since this blog started on 1 January 2006 I’ve avoided blogging about the blog, so perhaps you’ll excuse this one indulgence…
Dr Rob Moodie of VicHealth provides a perfect foil to Miranda Devine’s bike-bashing rant.
Nigel Havers is right up there with Sam Newman when it comes to motorist-cyclist relations.
The Australian Rides of Silence had advance coverage in the newspapers today.
It has to be said: some of the ramps on the Yarra Trail are in a woeful state of disrepair.
After a long, long break this was my first day back on the commuter trail.