
For some reason I was reflecting on my day yesterday and I've come to the conclusion I may have a problem: I'm addicted to bikes.
Case in point, my day: rode the mountain bike to work, spent my lunch break making a polo mallet, cranked home and grabbed the motorbike to head out to the velodrome. Spent a few hours riding there before heading home to discover I'd won a track bike on ebay, sweet another for the growing stable! This was followed by a beer while watching
BMX Road Fools, then doing some sketching for a bike I'm designing for a stupidly long and pointless road trip next year.
I guess there are worse things to be hooked on!