I hopped off the bike, laced up some running shoes, and thought: how hard could it be? Answer: very. Two minutes in, my lungs were burning, my legs felt like I’d borrowed them from a 90-year-old, and my heart rate? Zone 4, baby. It was a disaster. A slow, humiliating, gasping-for-air disaster. And I’m not…

I just don’t like group rides—fight me. OK, maybe I’m being dramatic. Maybe I’m just a bitter loner with a penchant for suffering in solitude. Or maybe, just maybe, group rides actually suck. I don’t get it. I don’t get why people throw themselves into the sweaty, chaotic mess of wheels, Lycra, and forced camaraderie.…

I never meant to fall into this hole. One bike, that’s all I needed. That’s what I told myself. Now, I’m contemplating my fourth—no, wait, my fifth. The first one was for commuting. The second? A road bike, because speed is intoxicating. Then a gravel bike, because dirt calls like an old vice. Now I’m…

I get on the trainer. I clip in. I start pedaling. Ten minutes later, I hate everything. I can ride outside for hours. I can go 60, 80, hell, even 100 miles and come back grinning like a lunatic. But on the trainer? I want to quit before my coffee has even cooled down. It’s…

So you’ve been riding your bike for a while now, the wheels spinning, your legs cranking, and you’ve been thinking—“Is it time for an upgrade?” Maybe you’ve caught wind of Shimano’s Ultegra R8000 and R8020, and you’re here trying to figure out whether you should spend that hard-earned cash on the latest, greatest thing. Well,…

Let’s get one thing straight: If you think you need a shiny, $5,000 bike, a power meter, a Garmin, and a fancy suit to win a local race, you’re wrong. All you need is a pair of strong legs, a fierce heart, and the right mindset. Maybe a decent bike. But you don’t need to…

Building a bike under 10kg is like trying to create a masterpiece while balancing on a tightrope. You need precision, patience, and a little madness. I’ve been down this road before, and let me tell you—it’s not for the faint of heart. There’s no easy way to do it. But for those who crave the…

You wake up. Legs sore. Knees stiff. Maybe a little hungover. Maybe not. Either way, the bike is waiting. One day a week—that’s all you’ve got. The rest belongs to work, life, and whatever godforsaken obligations keep you off the saddle. But today? Today, you ride. Problem is, you’re stuck. 60km, over and over, like…

I’ve seen better-looking roadkill than some of the cycling shoes I’ve owned. Torn-up soles, cleats barely hanging on, and the smell—oh, the smell. But hey, they still worked. The question is: can you stretch their life a little longer by resoling them, or are you just delaying the inevitable? Before you drop $200+ on a…