The wide variety of riding partners is one of the things that makes cycling so great — and so awful
The Doc applauds his old friend Bernard’s audacity — and capacity — for bunking off work to go cycling
Cyclists take themselves far to seriously to enjoy events like the London Marathon, says the Doc
Not everyone appreciates a knight in shining armour. Or sweaty Lycra, as the Doc discovers...
Spring is here, so naturally the Doc's thoughts turn to the subject of death
The Milk Race, was for decades the only British bike race most people had ever heard of and has a history that started amid falling bombs.
No bike race is complete without some outside interference, says Dr Hutch
As I’m sure you know, I always enjoy the work of cycling’s commissaires. This enthusiasm meant that the recent 40km team time trial at the Volta a Catalunya was packed…
If cycling extends your life, considers Dr Hutch, what ratio per mile is spent in complete misery?
Panache — the divine attribute that transforms poor judgement into romantic heroism in a bike race
My friend Bernard and I disagree about many things. One of the regulars is the route for a ride. He’s unaccountably fond of riding through town centres when he can,…
Dr Hutch dons his dark glasses and sifts through the dazzling cycling fashion crimes of the late 20th century
Dr Hutch ponders the irresistible gravitational pull of 'his' pothole and its resistance to permanent repair
Ever thought you might need therapy? Dr Hutch might be just the man to ask. Or possibly not
Sir Brad’s versatility can overshadow the scale of his achievements, muses the Doc
Long-distance time trialling offers all-over body pain and unbridled tedium. What’s not to love?
Dr Hutch invokes the holy grail of bike gear: gloves that offer feel while keeping you warm and dry
For 20 years I have diligently kept training diaries and files. They contain vast amounts of information. I have distances, times, speeds, wattages, VO2 max figures, threshold powers, power-to-weight ratios…
Dr Hutch swaps saddle for trainers, and pounds the pavement to remind himself why he loathes running
Get any novelty cycling items for Christmas? You're not alone... as Dr Hutch wonders what happened to the Assos jacket he put on Santa's list
There's a right way and a wrong way to help out a fellow cyclist in need, says Dr Hutch
I was driving to Ely last week. This involved the busy single-carriageway A10 — perhaps the least-loved road in Cambridgeshire. It’s also where I started my cycling career, or at…
A collection of wince-inducing, cringe-worthy moments endured by cyclists
The ways you can fiddle, fettle and fine-tune your cycling performance are almost endless, just ask Dr Hutch's friend Bernard
Dr Hutch is struck by how often heaven and hell collide in the perverse, sadistic world of cycling