Bike Wheels on a Gravel Road

Sometimes, we all need a kick up the arse. When motivation is low, when the feeling of the full force of the wind is just a distant memory, when the things that used to motivate you are now merely part of what makes you feel jaded and lifeless we need a spark to launch us headlong in a new direction and to give us back that sense of joy we spend our lives chasing. And so it was that I spent November sat on the sofa feeling sorry for myself. Since I was sixteen, cycling had been my passion in life. It had, countless times, literally got me out of bed in the morning. Traditionally, November is the time that my season takes shape, I enter events, I plan training for them and I start to mentally plot my route to my goals. Last year, it wasn’t happening. I didn’t care anymore. In 2016, I published a book, I quit one terrible job and started a new, scary and demanding, but enjoyable job, I moved house… the combination of all of these seemed to blow some sort of fuse in my mind and al