It s Not about the Bike
It was the end of the week and I found, having completed all my work assignments that I had the Friday to myself. I threw back the duvet and looked out the bathroom window and seeing the cool yellow of a bright autumn day, decided to go for a morning ride.I grabbed a light breakfast, showered, shaved, put on my cotton undershorts, Lycra body-suit and grabbed my wind-cheating cycling top and headed out to town.It wasn’t long before I got into my rhythm and was pacing at a reasonable speed; I...