This article is part of a series called ‘A love letter to…’, where Cycling Weekly writers pour praise on their favourite cycling items and share the personal connection they have with them. In this case, however it is a break-up letter to expensive cycling gadgets.
Every now and then, and against my better judgement, I’ll go on Facebook on my phone. It’s a motor reaction, really, a learned behaviour from an adolescence spent growing up on the app. I can’t bring myself to delete it. Sometimes I’ll lose an hour to the scrolling.
