Bringing sexy back...
Before I started cycling I was fairly ignorant of gender discrimination issues in modern society, even dismissive. I was part of the group of people who thought feminism meant dungarees (there is nothing wrong with dungarees) and being so anti male it meant boyfriends were an evil not to be thought of. I thought feminism meant a step in the left direction too far, a distance I wasn't willing to go. I worked in an industry dominated by males, and (apologies guys) historically dominated by chauvinists. Those attitudes rubbed off on me, and rather than them making me think, they simply moulded my mind into their way of thinking. How wrong I was. A lot has changed for me since I harboured those uneducated views. Nowadays, I'm pretty damn proud to be a woman. I'm also pretty damn proud to call myself a feminist. When I go out drinking (all of once a year), I wear trainers, and skirts, and I swear a lot, I like heavy metal, I like boys (just one, actually, and he's WELL ...