• Cycling to work - looking for inspiration and information?

    Cycling to work is one of the best decisions you can make. Once you get out there on two wheels you’ll find that all the benefits of cycling will come your way – fresh air, fitness, happiness, freedom, reliability, money saved, and even sunshine.

    Sadly, many people are put off because they think cycling is a ‘hassle’. Doesn’t cycling make you sweaty and tired? What if you get a puncture? How do you plan a route? What are you supposed to wear?

    Cycling to Work: A Beginners Guide by Rory McMullan answers all these questions and more, in an accessible, friendly and fun style.

    Published by Green Books and priced at a very reasonable £4.95, the book is great value – an investment worth really making if you’re thinking of starting cycling but worried about the details.

    You’ll soon be reassured that there’s no hassle involved in cycling – quite the opposite. It is one of the simplest sources of pleasure and convenience you’re ever likely to find.

  • Einstein and the Art of Mindful Cycling posters

    Recently I was delighted to receive an email from graphic designer Jordan Carr showing me a series of posters he has created featuring inspirational quotes from my book Einstein and the Art of Mindful Cycling.

    Here is one of the posters, below, and below that a close up of the quote. Thanks Jordan!

    You can see the rest of the posters here and find out more about Jordan's work here.

    Signed copies of Einstein and the Art of Mindful Cycling are available here.


  • Mindfulness in a Modern World event, Sunday 30 March in Brighton - Ben Irvine talk

    Ben Irvine will be giving a talk in Brighton this Sunday (30 March) on his book Einstein and the Art of Mindful Cycling, as part of the Mindfulness in a Modern World event being run by Leaping Hare Press. See image below for full details.

  • Goodbye Cycle Lifestyle

    After ten issues of Cycle Lifestyle, I’ve decided to call it a day.  

    With a lot of hard work, the magazine has been profitable for four years – a fact I’m proud of – but with each issue the struggle to acquire funding has become tougher and tougher, now to the point of unsustainability.  

    A heartfelt thank you to everyone who has contributed to the magazine – especially our ever-present and ever-funny columnists Gareth Jenkins and Adam Copeland, our superb and committed designer/illustrator Jon Haste, Dom Tyerman for his website jiggery-pokery in the early days followed by Jack Carr's recently, and our friendly and ultra-professional printers Barclays Print. Above all, thank you to Rebecca Watts for her poetry sourcing and writing, editorial support, unending good advice, and creative input.

    Cyclelifestyle.co.uk will remain online as a vehicle for the London Cycle Map Campaign. I’ll still blog occasionally on that topic and will continue to do so until London gets a Tube-style map and network of cycle routes worthy of the campaign’s demands.

    I’ve learned a lot from Cycle Lifestyle – to the point where a proper valedictory would be about as difficult to produce as another issue of the magazine. To cut a long story short: cycling is immensely life-enhancing, more people should do it, and the people who do cycle should be careful not to become so partisan that they put off non-cyclists.

    See you on the road.

    Ben Irvine

    Cycle Lifestyle Editor from September 2009 to February 2014.

  • When your ‘right of way’ on a bike puts you in danger

    Inspiration for writing these blogs comes from all sorts of places, including the many conversations I have with non-cyclists. Good advocacy requires not just consistency and determination but sensitivity to the state of mind of the people you are trying to convert to your way of seeing things.

    Yesterday I was talking to a non-cyclist from London and she made a remark which struck me as very wise. She pointed out that cyclists often put themselves in danger because they take up a position on the road which they believe they have a right to take but which is not the safest option.

    How true! Here are two examples.

    Sometimes cyclists observe that a vehicle in front them is not indicating left and therefore they conclude that proceeding down the left hand side of the vehicle is their “right of way”. In fact, cycling down the left hand side of a vehicle is by far the most dangerous thing you can do on a bicycle; the vehicle may suddenly turn left into a side street even though the driver was not indicating to do so. Hence, in this situation cyclists’ perception of their “right of way” puts them in grave danger.

    In the latter example, I am not even sure whether it is correct to use the term ‘right of way’ – which is why I have put it in scare quotes. Cycling up the left hand side of a vehicle is so dangerous perhaps it should never be considered to be a cyclist's ‘right’. In any case, some cyclists perceive it to be their right and therefore they neglect the danger: this is precisely the problem.

    Here’s another example. Sometimes when a cyclist approaches a T-junction (a junction which intersects with either the left or right side of the road which the cyclist is riding along) a car may simultaneously approach that T-junction. The cyclist, certainly correctly in this case, concludes that they have a right to proceed down the road: it is the driver’s legal obligation to stop at the T-junction and let the cyclist pass. However, the driver may not always see a passing cyclist. The human eye jumps from focal point to focal point, and sometimes a cyclist falls in the gaps in the driver’s vision and doesn’t get noticed. In correctly understanding their right of way in this situation, cyclists may be blinded to the risk that the driver hasn’t seen them. Cyclists may swoop past the T-junction assuming the driver will stop – and the driver doesn’t stop.

    I am not suggesting instead that the cyclist should, as a rule, completely stop for the driver. Rather, it is sometimes prudent to make small (or even big) adjustments in advance of a potential flash point when you are cycling. In the latter example, you can perhaps slow down a little until you are sure the driver has seen you, especially if the driver is approaching the T-junction very fast; try to make eye contact with the driver before you pass the junction. Or, if a vehicle is approaching a T-junction to the left of the road you are cycling along, you can quickly look over your shoulder to check that there are no vehicles behind you then move slightly to the right of the lane, to give yourself more room for manoeuvre just in case the driver approaching from the left does swing out into the road.

    This style of cycling is called riding ‘positively defensively’. It means knowing your rights and asserting yourself but always being aware that drivers do not necessarily know your rights. Sometimes proceeding on what you believe to be your right of way on a bicycle can put you in danger; I'll be interested to hear from readers of any other examples of this. Always proceed with caution on a bicycle if you would rather be alive than right.   

  • Londoners jubilant as dingy overcrowded labyrinth stays open

    There has been singing in the tunnels as the government has announced that London’s catacombs will be open to the public as usual this week.

    Last week’s 48 hour shut-out saw millions of troglophiles forced into the daylight, where they were denied the opportunity to be squashed together in tiny compartments and ferried through dank underground vesicles from chamber to identical chamber. 

    The most disorientated subterraneans were found wandering the streets like excommunicated ants, desperately hoping for a tunnel at the end of the light.  

    Mr Minotaur, a spokesman for the underground dwellers, roared: ‘What’s the world coming to? It’s the twenty-first century and I’ve been deprived of the right to experience dystopian misery on a mass scale first thing in the morning’.

    To add insult to injury, some lost souls experienced an even bigger increase in their levels of uprootedness after being encouraged to whizz freely through the fresh air on bicycles.  

    Thankfully, millions will now avoid this dreadful fate for another week.  

    BREAKING NEWS: Save the Traffic Jam campaigners condemn Cycle Lifestyle magazine

  • London Bike Show on Thursday to Sunday

    What are you doing next weekend? Fancy checking out cool bike stuff?

    The London Bike Show – the biggest in the UK – is running this Thu 13 to Sun 16 Feb at ExCeL, Royal Victoria Dock, 1 Western Gateway, E16 1XL, London.

    Cycle Lifestyle has attended the London Bike Show the last few years. All the big bike brands are there, making it the perfect place to find a bike or kit. There’s even a 500m test track to take alluring new wheels for a spin.

    The exhibition will be full of expert advisors on training and performance, plus there will be a programme of talks running in the Cycling Performance Theatre. For those that like stunts, tricks, and enthralling racing, there’ll be demos from the daredevils of the Animals WD-40 Action Sports Tour, road-bikers on the DMR Pump Track and Indoor Criterium, and BMXers on the iON Half Pipe. Come find out who has the Fastest Wrench in town and, on the Thursday evening, the 16 prize-winners for the Total Women’s Cycling Awards 2014.

    The London Bike Show is open Thursday 1-8pm, Friday 10am-5pm, Saturday 9am-6pm, and Sunday 9am-5pm.

    Ticket prices are: £20 on door/£16 online for adults (plus Thursday after 5pm, £7/5); £15/13 for students; and kids under 16 are free with adults. Your ticket also gets you full entry to three other cool events at the same venue: the Telegraph Outdoor Adventure & Travel Show, the Triathlon Show, and the London International Dive Show (weekend only).

  • Cycling in the eighties

    There’s a wonderful viral video doing the rounds, all about the seventies and eighties. Watching it made me feel both happy and sad at the same time. I suppose that’s what nostalgia does to you.

    One of my fondest recollections of growing up in the eighties can be summed up in two words: bike rides! Like most young boys in London, when I wasn’t playing football on a windswept, muddy pitch, a large part of my leisure time was spent cycling around – just exploring the city’s backstreets, woods, parks and canals, or generally getting up to mischief.

    So I thought it would be fun to explore a few eighties cycling memories today.

    The first thing that springs to mind are the quirky bikes we had. Lots of children rode Raleigh Choppers but throughout the decade these were gradually usurped by BMXs. The luckiest kids had Raleigh Vektar bikes with sound generators that made a variety of spacey noises.

    The eighties were also a time for zany bike accessories. My own BMX proudly boasted brightly coloured ‘pads’ on its frame tubes, as well as luminous handlebar grips. And, like all kids, I enjoyed having ‘spokey dokeys’ on my wheels, except when I had spokeless ‘mag’ wheels.

    One Christmas, my brother and I were given bicycle mileometers. These simple little devices worked by keeping a tally of each time a prong attached to a spoke on the rear wheel made passing contact with a mechanical sensor on a combination dial. We loved our mileometers, and obsessively measured the distance everywhere we went. My friend also had a simple bicycle speedometer, so I used to race along beside him to find out how fast I was going.

    When we weren’t outside enjoying ourselves, we did what kids today spend too much time doing: playing on computer games. A few favourites were Daley Thompson’s Supertest and Summer Games, both of which featured ‘cycling’ challenges where you had to manically tap two keys in quick succession to gain speed. My poor Spectrum keyboard took a battering. There was also a game called ‘BMX Simulator’; at least we knew back then that it wasn’t as good as the real thing.

    The eighties also saw the rise and rise of cinema. From Breaking Away in 1979 through to American Flyers, Quicksilver, BMX Bandits and even Pee-wee’s Big Adventure, cycling occasionally made it onto the big screen. Needless to say, almost every kid who watched ET wanted to be Elliot, the kid who magically cycled in midair with his friends to carry ET safely back to his alien spaceship.

    Sports cycling and cycle touring hadn’t really taken off in the eighties – well, not in Britain. As far as I was concerned, the only people who cycled competitively were strangely-attired Europeans. The closest that cycling came to being about fitness was when it was done on an exercise bike; every self-respecting yuppie owned one. 

    Come to think of it, cycling wasn’t really about much in the eighties.

    It certainly wasn’t about angrily ‘saving the planet’, fighting against ‘consumerism’, or ‘reclaiming the streets’ from cars and trucks. Apart from being a useful way to get from A to B or hunt for a job, cycling was mostly about... the simple pleasure of cycling. There was an unselfconsciousness to riding a bike, just a natural exuberance expressed with a smile, a wheelie, and a gentle, technicolour cascade of spokey dokeys.

    Since the eighties, cycling has come a long way. But perhaps it would make even more progress today if we all remembered how innocent cycling was then. 

  • What’s it like to wear an invisible bike helmet?


    The hands-down most striking piece of bike kit to arrive on the European market in recent years is Hövding, the so-called invisible bike helmet.

    The result of a seven year design mission and oozing with Scandinavian urbanity, Hövding has garnered swags of design and innovation prizes and is currently a frontrunner for the European Business Awards 2013-14.

    The best introduction to the product is this viral video (well worth watching!), which has now been seen by over 12 million people. Then there’s the website, which makes you want to move to Sweden and hang out with super attractive people, hair blowing in the wind, laughter rippling through the streets…

    So Hövding certainly looks good, but what’s it like to use?

    On first unpacking Hövding from an enticing yellow cube (the team has spared nothing in their attention to design), I was struck by the serious tech that is packed in the neck. At 780g, the collar is somewhat weighty in your hands, and certainly heavier than a piece of sealed styrofoam. Most of the weight comes from a carriage at the rear, which holds a gyroscope, accelerometer, helium canister, lithium-ion polymer battery, black box data system, and a full-scale airbag for your head. Nevertheless, careful ergonomic design means that the collar sits comfortably once riding, with the weight evenly distributed across your shoulders. My favourite aspect is the moment when you put it on; zipping, clipping, and being rewarded with a satisfying set of Rocketman blips and lights. The collar is certainly not unnoticeable, but after a week of cruising around with one, I’d adjusted fairly well. For greatest comfort, I’d recommend the Medium, as the Small is pretty tight.

    Hövding is currently only available in Europe, but the company is looking to launch globally, particularly in upwardly mobile markets where helmets are compulsory such as Australia, New Zealand, and scattered states in North America. Of course, in parts of the world where the sun always shines, the somewhat bulky high neck might prove tedious. After a couple of longer, sweatier rides, I felt ambivalent about the prospect of using Hövding for a long-distance cycle tour (particularly because the battery needs recharging every 18 hours), but if you’re casually commuting in chic, wintry European cities, then it seems just the ticket. There’s also the fact that it currently blows all competitors out of the market on safety testing.

    Hövding works by constantly computing your movements while cycling and comparing them against clever algorithms developed from extensive analyses of patterns of normal riding and cycle accidents. In the much-vaunted Internet of Things, one might legitimately ponder what data is being collected as you ride. You can, nevertheless, cruise easy. The box constantly tracks and records movement, ready to react in milliseconds, but that information is only retained in the event that the unit inflates (something I didn't actually test), and then is only accessible upon returning Hövding physically to the company for analysis.

    All in all, Hövding stands unparalleled in two respects. The first is style. Hövding lends immediate street-cred, particularly with its suave range of patterned cotton scarf covers, or shells. The second aspect, and the reason you may be seriously tempted to fork out the hefty RRP of €399, is safety. Hövding has significantly and consistently outperformed all competing helmets on the market. The debate about traditional cycle helmets is long and controversial, but there is certainly evidence that they need to be replaced frequently (as often as every three years), and that they can occasionally do more harm than good. Hövding allays all those fears. Further, although it is single use only, in many countries where it is available, it can be insured for replacement if inflated.

    Beyond the lucrative urban cycling market, Hövding is looking to expand into other areas, from equipping alpine explorers and ocean adventurers to providing support for those prone to life-threatening falls. As uptake rises and the company starts to claw back the very significant costs of innovation, testing and design, we can all look forward to being just a little more Scandi.

    Scores: Aesthetics 5/5; Functionality 3/5; Quality 5/5; Fit 4/5; Value 3/5.

  • Frustrated are the peacemakers

    It’s funny how life’s little scenes can be symbolic.

    This evening, during rush hour, I heard a shouting match taking place across the street. A cyclist was effing and blinding at a driver and accusing him of cutting him up. The driver got out of his car and the two of them went head to head, at which point the driver started throwing punches. So I sprinted over there and pushed them apart, whereupon the driver started threatening me, before quickly realising I was basically doing him a favour.

    The cyclist carried on screaming obscenities so I turned to him and shouted (in my boomiest cockney accent: people in Cambridge are unnerved by cockneys for some reason) “shut up, or speak in a civilised way”. Then the driver piped up again, so I said the same thing to him.

    After a few minutes, they both calmed down. In the end, the driver apologised to the cyclist, citing the bad weather as an excuse (which was almost fair enough: it was hammering down, and the cyclist was wearing all black with a dim headlight), and offered his hand, which the cyclist shook. Then they went their separate ways.

    What struck me most of all was this: neither the driver nor the cyclist thanked me, or even acknowledged my presence when the confrontation was over. I’d have thought the cyclist would have been especially grateful given that, in effect, I negotiated him an apology and stopped him from getting beaten up.

    As for the symbolism, well, I’ve worked my heart out on Cycle Lifestyle for over four years, always trying to be moderate, always trying to adjudicate between the confrontational views of cyclists and drivers, and much of the time – to be honest – it feels like a thankless task. Never mind the fact that the general public thinks that cyclists are boring or annoying at best and irresponsible risk-takers at worst (despite Cycle Lifestyle's efforts to challenge these beliefs); it is much more frustrating that even the major cycle advocacy groups are weirdly just as likely to be obsessed with death and danger as the non-cyclists are, and just as indifferent to this magazine.

    I find it consoling, in a way, that Cycle Lifestyle's London Cycle Map Campaign – which is designed to increase harmony between road users in London, and which has also been ignored by the major cycle advocacy groups – has clearly influenced the government’s recent Central London Grid proposal. But, then again, the government, too, hasn’t acknowledged, let alone thanked, our campaign.

    I must confess that I wonder why I bother sometimes. The rest of the time, I wonder why others don't bother. There is something about contemporary life which seems to bring out a shouty malignant apathy in people – from do-badders to say-gooders and most of the population in between – while Britain, not surprisingly, seems to be getting less and less democratic by the day.

    After the altercation, I went into a shop where I ended up recounting the incident to the owner; he had heard the commotion but didn’t know what had happened. When I told him I had intervened he replied: “you should have just filmed it on your phone and posted it on the internet”.

    You can draw your own conclusions.


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