Ice skids

It’s cold out. Flecks of ice are starting to cover the road and I’m dodging frozen puddles each morning. When it’s not freezing, it’s wet and muddy most of the time. Cycling adopts a new meaning at this time of year: it represents endurance, necessity and commitment.

You won’t find many polished fixies outside coffee shops or see people cycling in rolled up jeans, converse trainers and vintage cycling caps. However, the die hard cyclists are still on the road, on single track, donning thermals and sticking to it throughout the winter. I’ll be following suit this year and, as a mark of commitment, I’ve signed up to group rides on Boxing Day and New Year’s Day.

Photo via ndanger