Tag Archives: Cycling

ice man focus

my forgotten muscles go round, round, round the flashlight shines out and you’re on yer bike in the chilly evening under a cloudless sky press on, on, on, miles to go mantra in mind is a fake when I arrive, … Continue reading

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Racing for Yellow

Sean looked over his shoulder and saw the pursuit appear over the rise behind him. He looked ahead towards the target and pressed on. His lungs were bursting and he was burning up, the last of the water had gone. … Continue reading

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