There was once a girl of indeterminate (but definitely not excessive) years who loved bicycles so much that not a day would go past without some time spent riding her shiny, metallic steeds. Continue reading →
It’s the morning of the winter solstice today and, taking initiative from the Druids at Stonehenge I levered myself out of a warm bed in the early hours to head to the beach and greet the sunrise. The chilly, sleep-addled start was pretty soon forgotten though as a dark, cloudy and menacing sky reluctantly cleared, giving way to a fierce red dawn.
I’m also finding that there’s something about this time of year that makes people reflect on both endings and new beginnings. Continue reading →
This was the question faced by Vick Myers on becomming a new mum.
An avid cylist, from a family of keen cycle tourers, bikes are a big part of Vicky’s life, even down to taking me on my first cycling tour whilst she was a few months pregnant. Now with a new baby, she wasn’t about to stop cycling…. she just needed to work out exactly how she could ‘get a baby on a bicycle’.
Here she writes candidly and with humour about just how it can be done. Continue reading →
Everywhere around me the water is churning and bubbling like the inside of a washing machine. I can see nothing as cold water seeps into my eyes, up my nose and down my throat. The world is spinning and the surface appears to be below me. I breathe in and my lungs inhale a soup of chlorine rather than air. Continue reading →