Friendships can be very unique and you have many different ones. The ones you laugh with, the ones you drink with and the ones which are always there. Then you have the friends you cycle with.
These friendships are built primarily of long hours together and a constant sharing of pain and food. Two things we like to keep to ourselves! We see each other at our best and our worst and the distance between the two is usually only one hill apart!
We know each others coffee and breakfast preferences and can order them with precision.
We often spend all day together. Waking up ridiculous early to meet, rather than stumbling in stupidly late (sometimes both).
We rarely see each other without the lycra and when we do, we don’t recognise each other.
The constant sharing of new roads, landscapes and coffee shops often create stories we annoyingly talk about in front of people who weren’t there.
We get to know each other quicker than usual because as soon as you start to pedal, there’s no barrier to what stories you tell.
We show our loyalties by taking a turn on the front, strategically slowing down the pace or using bad chat as distraction.
We’re quite creative, but only when deciding on Strava titles.
We believe that seeing each other at 6am during the weekend is absolutely normal.
We go the toilet in a bush. And not because we’re drunk in the middle of a festival field. We’re sober, on the side of a main road.
We talk about things like chamois cream… And saddle sores.
As I said, friendships can be unique.