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Tuesday, September 16, 2025

Why do I really feel like a cheat each time I trip my e-bike?


“That’s dishonest!” The acquainted, piercing accusation from a fellow bicycle owner fades shortly as I cruise by, leaving him to battle a wonderful but brutal 15 per cent incline. As a Lycra-clad e-bike roadie, I’m accustomed to receiving feedback like this from riders tackling the identical merciless ramps of England’s Cotswold Hills. Inevitably, I drop them with comparative ease, however the sense of disgrace is tougher to shake.

I don’t want different cyclists to inform me what I already know. Deep down, I’m acutely conscious that I’m a cheat. I slink into café stops avoiding eye contact, tormented with self-conscious angst, praying there’ll be a shady nook the place I can disguise my e-bike from the vital gaze of fellow cyclists.

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