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I can't stand seatpacks - it's time to make pannier racks cool again
Who'd want a wagging tail when you can have sturdy pannier bags?
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I rode every cobbled street in my city and punctured twice, but I still can't resist the rumble of the stones
Forget smooth tarmac, it's cobble season
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I almost crashed into a canal because of the thumb loops on my jacket – I'm glad cycling brands don't make them like this anymore
Heed my warning: don't use the thumb loops on your old cycling kit
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I'll never forget my first road bike - the one that was taken prematurely from me
My Specialized Allez was scratched and buckled, but it still holds a special place in my heart
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I'm hooked on Strava and I don't care who knows about it
People are ditching their social media apps, but I could never let go of the oasis that is Strava
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Energy bars are a waste of time, and I'm not spending my money on them anymore
Why not make yourself some homemade flapjacks, or get some malt loaf? It will save you a few quid in the long run
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I'm awful at cleaning my bike - where am I going wrong?
Nobody ever taught me how to wash my bike. Here's how I've been doing it badly
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I should never have bought a gravel bike
Don't buy a gravel bike by default – there's a new breed of bike out there that may suit your riding a whole lot better
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I've received some terrible cycling-themed Christmas presents over the years - and I treasure them all
Each bike-patterned gift is a reminder that we cyclists stand for something
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I knew I'd never make it as a pro but a good tailwind still makes me think I had a chance
Tailwinds on rides growing up made me believe I was the next Bradley Wiggins. It's only when they went away that I realised I had a long way to go to become a Tour de France winner
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My bike-mounted garage opener is a luxury gimmick – but it's worth every penny
It's silly and extravagant, but also a huge convenience that I've come to appreciate in my daily cycling life
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Why the humble cycling buff is my favourite piece of winter kit
Go wild, it's snood season
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Most cyclists dread ramp tests - but I can't get enough
There's real pleasure in self-inflicted virtual riding pain
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My boutique cycling holiday broke my frugal spirit – what have I become?
Lured away to Cyprus for a taste of luxury cycling, CW's David Bradford fears he's losing touch with his spartan roots
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I'm a fair weather cyclist - and I'm not ashamed
I may have less grinta, but at least I've always got a grin when I ride
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I don't care if you're doing efforts – all cyclists should wave to each other on their rides
Solidarity between cyclists is one of the nicest things about being on two wheels. Why do some people eschew it?
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I ditched my cycling computer - now I listen to the birds sing when I ride
My reasons for riding have shifted and I don't care to pore over the data anymore
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I've packed away my Zwift trainer - it's farewell until winter
We'll meet again, indoor cycling, but summer is for the outdoors
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I lost the joy in cycling - here's why I broke up with my coach
For my sake, and my dogs', I decided to call time on coached training
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Don't waste your money on expensive cases - here's why I keep my phone in a sandwich bag when cycling
Forget designer pouches, my trusty sandwich bag provides the safest of homes from downpours
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I love wearing pro team kit - even if it is against 'the rules'
There’s a Facebook page to mock those who wear it, but I love pro kit
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A break-up letter to stupidly long club rides
I have found shorter, more sociable outings are for me
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A love letter to racing strangers through the city
There’s nothing like the joy of winning a race the other person didn’t know they were in
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A love letter to my Pendleton, and why I'll never dump it for an e-bike
Who needs speed when my mint green bike and I look so good together?
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'A bit like ice but twice as slippy': A love letter to my rollers
We’ve been on a roll since that first, heady spin…
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Smitten with mittens: I'm in love with my Bar Mitts - even if others may judge them
A fashion statement they are not, but Bar Mitts have been a complete game-changer for my winter riding.
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A love letter to my Shimano pedals
Undoubtedly the most preposterous confession you will read this Wednesday
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A love letter to my pub bike
Forget about anything fancy, I want a machine that gets me around town and I'd be happy to lock up anywhere
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A love letter to my Rapha winter socks
They’re so good that I went back and bought two more pairs
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