“it’s a dull stretch of tarmac and i’ve spent 170 hours of my life on it”

The Doc’s half-arsed training’s not even fooling himself

The Doc weighs up the mixed blessing of cycling gadgets

A reader writes to ask if I could recommend some good driving roads on his way to and from Wales. And I will, by direct message, but not, if you will forgive me, in print, because advertising driving

Humans have always cheated at sports; in fact, you could say that as soon as we started measuring, we started cheating. The ancient Olympic Games was a hotbed of bribery, trickery and doping, even tho

Moments enjoyed, lessons learned, handy advice, weird stuff that happened: welcome to the little bits and pieces that don’t make big stories, but do make all the difference.

“Jesus, my butt hurts,” I say to myself as I return the saddle after a short climb. I knew I should’ve given the tri-suit a few extra outings in the run-up to this race. It’s not that I haven’t worn i