I really thought I was done with working in cycling. But it always has a way to lure you back in and make you realise what you have been missing out on. I don't think it will ever let you completely leave. All the trouble mid-way through 2015 with Team SmartStop left me deflated and … Continue reading Getting back into cycling with mobius BridgeLane
Just a month after I moved to Sydney, I was back at the airport for another adventure. (Wanderlust, I know!). Michael Creed was getting married and there was no way I would miss that for the world. Going back to America felt like I was going home, it had been two years since I left … Continue reading My Best Friend Got Married
Ever since I got into cycling six years ago I have always dreamed of watching Milan-Sanremo. It is a race that has always captivated me - 300km of racing, iconic climbs, incredible scenery and at time horrific weather. Milan-Sanremo was the race in which I became in awe of cycling. I can barely comprehend riding … Continue reading A Dream Come True
I hate running. I loathe running. But despite that I have been running regularly for about six weeks now. (If you don’t believe me it is all recorded on Strava). I had hope that after running on the regular I would finally start to enjoy it but I don’t, it’s boring. I leave my house … Continue reading I Hate Running
I have been wanting to hike the Nietzsche Path from Eze-sur-Mer to Eze Village ever since I came to Nice and googled "Hiking on the Cote d'Azur". Well, this weekend I finally got around to doing so, the weather has cooled considerably since September began and by considerably I mean it has gone from an … Continue reading Hiking to Eze Village
Hello, it’s me. Did you miss me? I did. It’s been a month since I last blogged, I told myself I was going to get better but alas, here I am a month on, finally putting fingertips to keyboard (pen to paper sounds so much better but that would be a lie). I can’t believe … Continue reading Hello, it’s me. Did you miss me?
It was just a normal Thursday. I had dinner in Monaco with Factor Bikes owners, Baden and Rob, I got the train home around 9.30pm hoping to make it back in time to head down to the beach and watch the Bastille Day fireworks display. I dropped my laptop at my apartment, grabbed a beer from the fridge and started walking down in the direction of the Promenade des Anglais. About halfway there, I turned around. I went home.