First, Stu:
- people with super expensive bikes- b*stards!
- not getting 2 lie-ins at the weekend
- pretending not to be tired on a Sunday afternoon
- wet feet when it rains
- getting dropped!
- punctures
- headwinds on the way home
- cycling cliques
- bonking
- walking in cleats
Next, Ben:
- getting passed by someone wearing fluoro and trainers.
- unidentified squeaks, ticks and clicks.
- the endless cycle of tech desire.
- the days when you just don’t have it
- Rapha emails when I’m skint.
- only finding one arm warmer when one has two arms.
- people who jump lights when I stop, and people who stop at lights and tut when I’m jumping them.
- Inexplicably annoying fonts on down tubes eg Giant.
- rude pr*cks, on bikes or off
- Drivers who don’t indicate, or can’t because they’re on the phone or smoking a spl*ff and remind me that, ultimately, life’s sweet fire might be snuffed out in a throwaway moment by a careless d*ck. In a van.
Next, Lowell:
- people who have taken all this time to cycle and do NOT enjoy it
- being late
- not pulling my weight
- being called a ”Baracuda”, or a “Borrw-Dear!”
- people with super expensive bikes, with a cheap attitude
- kicking myself for missing a decent breakfast
- seeing others bonk, and yet they still outdo me
- Alex, and others giving 60%, when I’m giving it my all
- rushing home to be with the other people I care about
- that certain other club 😉
Next, Alex:
- Cleaning your bike, especially the chain
- Cold toes
- Kit envy, especially that gilet of Mr Acklands 😉
- Pot holes
- Head winds
- Evans Cycles
- Accidentally getting lost and finding way on to 3 lane A3
- Chammois chaffing
- Sales assistant at Condor who is too honest, and informs girlfriend that only difference between £30 endura garment and £100 rapha garment is the name. Idiot!
- Worn and clicking bearings in pedals
Finally, Dave:
- Fat blokes with deep rim sections worth more than my bike
- land rovers
- when the guy in front cleans out his nose without changing lines
- fizzy d*ck
- buckles
- waiting for Lowell to turn up
- the old bloke in Ron hills with whom I pretend I’m not racing up Ladbroke grove each morning
- poorly wrapped bar tape
- When you dig and nothing’s there
- Not winning