Spoke

COFFEES AND COLDIES

I’ve just recently recovered from another unfortunate injury that I sustained doing what I love—racing my bike. Being forced to take significant time off the bike to fully recuperate got me thinking—as every injury does—why do I keep doing this? Maybe I should just sell my bike and buy a jet boat…and a cheaper bike, as I couldn’t give up riding completely.

I feel like this after every injury and I always ask the same question: “what are you doing, man? Is this really worth it?" Yet every time I get drawn back in. I still struggle to put my finger on what keeps drawing me

You’re reading a preview, subscribe to read more.

More from Spoke

Spoke4 min read
Open For Fizz-ness
If you’ve ever ridden in Christchurch’s Port Hills, you would’ve looked across the azure waters of Lyttelton Harbour and seen the hulking mass of Te Ahu Patiki/Mt Herbert. At 909m, it’s the highest peak on Banks Peninsula, but unless you’ve got a pen
Spoke3 min read
Exorcising the Old Ghost Road
“There are known knowns—there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns—that is to say, we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns, the ones we don’t know we don’t know.” That was the res
Spoke6 min read
TO The VALe
The tarps are packed, the iconic strings of lanterns have been pulled down, the only movement now at Christchurch’s notorious Bowenvale jumps is the slowly encroaching weeds and grass swaying in the breeze. The only bikes that come close to these onc

Related Books & Audiobooks