The world of cycling can be veer between quite intimidating and fairly annoying. It might be all the lycra involved, the infuriating few that run red lights, giving the rest of us a bad name and, of course, the weather.
In summer, the heat bounces off the tarmac and cooks you from underneath, while now, in the dark and the cold, the thought of your fingers frozen rigid to your handlebars can make getting on your bike a superhuman test of willpower.
