Cycling saved my life. This blog is about cycling and depression.
I have been cycling since July 2000, when a friend, Dovid Efune, challenged me to participate in a charity bike ride from Chichester to Hove in aid of the local Jewish primary school that my children attended at that time. I told him that I would do so if he could provide me with a bicycle. He duly did so, and I have been cycling ever since.
I could allow you to believe that I am some whippet-thin racing bike fanatic, who has a bike racing licence and eats energy gels on 80 mile training rides in all weathers. Not so. Although I have acquired a number of bicycles over the past ten years, for the past three and a half years I have mainly been riding ‘Hewie’ – a Dawes Horizon touring bike.
Despite it’s name, my blog will not be a techie stream of conciousness about cogs and carbon fibre, handlebar tape and training routines. Rather it will be the random musings of a depressed cyclist, who loves reading, is also writing not one, but two books (not about cycling), and poetry.
I would like to thank my friend Lynda Nurse for setting up this blog for me – see I am as far from techie as it is possible to be, and still live in the 21st century. I warmly recommend a visit to her website: http://www.octopus-ims.com, and her blog: http://octopusims.wordpress.com