Hello lovely subscribers! ✨
If you don’t already know (we’ve bashed on about it enough), this week marks TWO whole years of WCW!!
I’m conscious that I will probably recount the origins of this humble lil newsletter in Friday’s main edition and I don’t want to repeat myself/have you, the lovely paid subscribers, think I’m fobbing you off with stuff I’m just going to regurgitate for free in two days. SO, for some Bonus BTS, here is the story of the two races I worked at in 2020 that are a big part of the reason that this-here content is landing in your inbox.
Look, I don’t want to take us all back to the year 2020. Nobody needs to remember that year. It was shit in myriad ways and to varying degrees for lots of people. But it was amidst the general sense of ‘now what?’ – that I acknowledge was a privileged position to be in – that I decided to start writing about cycling.
Having been stood down from my job writing half-hearted copy for a cycling clothing brand, where I discovered I’m really not cut out for trying to sell stuff, I was bored and listless. I had been to uni to study English Literature, and then after graduating with a first which landed me a job stacking shelves, had gone through the motions of following racing, trying to race, and then eventually realising I wasn’t good enough, and stopping all that to find A Real Job.