It pains me to admit it but summer might finally be over. The trees are a multitude of orange and red and the temperature has started to drop as we head towards winter. This is the time of year that's perfect for a recap and working out what to do with whats left of the year.
Leg shaving cyclists. A topic a bit like marmite amongst the blokes out there generally. Some fully rock the smooth movement and others outright refuse to even set sight on a razor. It's one of those things that can draw laughs from your non-cycling mates but is part of 'being cool' amongst a lot of road cyclists.
Over this summer I've faced a lot of comments from people that see me day to day but don't really know me off the bike, or indeed that well on it; comments about how thin I look or whether I'm being underfed, comments on how I need a good cake or a decent meal.
As much as I would love to ride my bike as my full time job I can't, but recently I swapped jobs and joined a new company so that I could ride my bike more. This reminded me of some of the important things to remember when you're a cyclist in an office environment and the funny things that tend to become part of life as a commuter. Here are three things I've learnt as a commuting cyclist.
Anyone that follows me on Strava will have noticed that during May and June all I seem to have done is ride my bike for a living; admittedly it wasn't bringing in the money but it I was riding as though it was. I left my job and took some time to live the life I could only normally dream of living. I would have loved to carry on but being 23 and without a magic money tree i've instead settled for something of a middle ground now. However, all of this resulted in me being called the 'faux pro' as I pranced around Yorkshire ticking off mile after mile.
I've ridden over 1,000 miles in the last two weeks and 2,300 miles for the entirety of May. I quite often get asked how I manage to ride so much without getting tired. So I thought, seeing as I've just ticked off a pretty epic month I'd share a bit around what I do to make sure I'm in a good place for riding.
Fear not, I haven't suddenly turned into a potty mouthed cyclist that's going to chase you down the road and nor have I taken to a game of Mad Max in my car. I have however, taken to Twitter recently and seen the endless reams of video footage showing close passes or dangerous manoeuvres from cars and the arguments that tend to ensue in the aftermath of such postings.