Your road cycling journey starts here

It started whilst sat on my couch in the early noughties. When wiping away the evidence of the chilli sauce shenanigans from my left man-breast I got hit with an overwhelming sense of, “Oh man. Something’s gotta change.”  

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And so my road cycling began. It was with a borrowed bike and nerves in my paunchy gut but here I am, 60,000-plus miles later sharing my experiences – things I wish I had known when first sitting upon a razor-like road bike saddle – which you might be able to benefit from at the early stages of your cycling endeavours...