When I dress in lycra and ride my bike, am I no longer human? Do I no longer matter? Am I now just an inconvenience? Am I now JUST A CYCLIST! THINK. It’s time to stop labeling people according to the mode of transport they occupy, cyclist, motorist, we are all human, we are all lives. SIMPLE. And while we’re at it, it’s time to do away with the idea that there’s some sort of imaginary transportation food chain that places the car above the bicycle. All modes of transport are equal, the road doesn’t belong to the car, the truck, the bus or the bike, it belongs to everyone. Why is the car better than the bike? Because it’s faster? Because it costs more money? Seriously! “Oh, look at me,
Who in their right mind would stand on an exposed hill, in biting wind, in thin Lycra, for over three hours. A cycling fan, that’s who. Imagine 90,000 football fans filling Wembley to sit looking at the pitch for three hours only for both teams to simply run from one side to the other then disappear, game over. People would think they were insane. Why? They would ask, but us cycling fans do it. We are happy spend a whole day in the high mountains staring down the valley, waiting for a fleeting moment of action, a chance to interact with our heroes, to share the same space with them for the briefest of moments. And then, once they flash past, like the life of the Mayfly, it’s over. All the pl
