There are four seasons in cycling. Base. Build. Race. And February. February is not a month. It is a personality disorder with cloud cover. You open your weather app with hope. You close it with resentment. The forecast is not numbers. It is vibes. And…
At some point in February, every cyclist looks at their training plan and thinks: this feels suspiciously like maintenance. The rides are steady. The gym sessions are honest. The turbo trainer has become a piece of furniture. You are technically “building base,” but emotionally you…
Do you feel that? Yes, that’s warmth. Something you might remember from September last year, when it seems it was the last relatively warm day I can recall. Well, yeah, OK, it’s still cold, and it could be better. But when the sun shows itself…
I used to assume cyclists were people who had always been cyclists. They raced as kids, never really stopped, and somehow ended up with strong feelings about tyre pressure.
