The fall rut is upon us. With the scent of Eurobike still fresh in the air and Interbike peeking out from the desert scrub and slot machines, the annual cycle of bike lust is nearing it's zenith. Can you feel it... it's the quickening McCloud.
To put this in perspective, or perhaps to demonstrate how totally lacking in perspective the lust makes us, you'll find a new section on the site called The Tab. The Tab is a running total of my cycling purchases since my January 2007 relapse. Some will see it as a return to madness and folly. Others a sign of hope in gloomy economic times... surely we can spend our way out of this economic downturn, can't we?
I expect cycling scientists will pour over the list in search of rare subatomic particles like the peloton, clipon, and elusive brazeon that explain this massive burst of activity. Believers will find salvation at the carbon alter and comfort in the gentle presence of Sportwool.
There's no doubt I've got it bad, but this is relatively innocent fun. The mortgage still gets paid, the fridge is full and there's room for charity too after picking up the tab.
WARNING: If you have credit card debt, wear a helmet mirror or suffer from a carbon-deficient skin condition you're advised NOT to visit this page.