Ive learned that “learning to spin a fun and compelling narrative” is a small price to pay for getting to bang on about my niche interests to unsuspecting people….
December 19, 2025 at 8:07 PM
Ive learned that “learning to spin a fun and compelling narrative” is a small price to pay for getting to bang on about my niche interests to unsuspecting people….
One of my fave things is when a rider is in a GT jersey and they find more items in the colour scheme day by day…. Nairo’s bike getting slowly more pink was especially cute…
Remco should be riding on something *entirely* gold by now…
December 9, 2025 at 5:49 PM
One of my fave things is when a rider is in a GT jersey and they find more items in the colour scheme day by day…. Nairo’s bike getting slowly more pink was especially cute…
Remco should be riding on something *entirely* gold by now…
It depends where you mean…. Whenever I mention that I’m into cycling someone, the first thing they say, without fail, is “so do you think they’re all on drugs?” So this won’t change that too much…
Will it be too much for the host of oil companies and sportswashing government sponsors? I doubt it…
October 31, 2025 at 2:22 PM
It depends where you mean…. Whenever I mention that I’m into cycling someone, the first thing they say, without fail, is “so do you think they’re all on drugs?” So this won’t change that too much…
Will it be too much for the host of oil companies and sportswashing government sponsors? I doubt it…
I thought this was when a Russian lesbian finds out that their wife contains a slightly smaller wife, who contains a slightly smaller wife…. Who contains….
October 25, 2025 at 7:44 PM
I thought this was when a Russian lesbian finds out that their wife contains a slightly smaller wife, who contains a slightly smaller wife…. Who contains….
Doctor doctor, inject me with “the feeling when Sky formed trains to control two separate groups on the wet Roubaix stage of the Tour, then 5 minutes later every one of them slid out”
October 16, 2025 at 7:08 PM
Doctor doctor, inject me with “the feeling when Sky formed trains to control two separate groups on the wet Roubaix stage of the Tour, then 5 minutes later every one of them slid out”