Mate, you look tired..
I'm drafting this from Gatwick Airport, feeling a bit lost. I'm sat here with my helmet, my shoes, all my kit...but no bike! It's strange travelling anywhere without her. However! Have no fear! I'm off to the motherland, my beautiful Isle. This weekend I get to borrow a bike, a Specialized to be exact. I'm rather excited. I've never trained on anything other than my own two trusty steeds, this should be an interesting experience. What might be most interesting is that for the first time in my year of cycling I will not be climbing on a compact..... Oh dear. Anyhow, I digress. This weeks post seems to be something which is featuring quite highly in the "this should be in your priorities list, why isn't it?" category for a lot of riders I've been speaking to lately. It's the skeleton in the entering-peak-season closet. It's that thing we all think we can get away with ignoring for the sake of a few more miles. Yep, you guessed it, reco...