Coming from a cycling family, bikes have always made an appearance throughout my childhood. Something which is firmly engraved in my memory was a tour through Ireland at the age of 11, this may have sown the seed of interest and in turn my fear of dogs, after getting chased up hills often.  It was only after graduating that I decided to take up a sport, the first being swimming. I trained with a local club for 6months which built up my fitness, but failed to offer the sights sounds and smells amongst other things that goes with cycling. 

I often went mountain biking with my friend, however it was in August 2007 I started riding on the road. My dad was time-keeper at the club TT and it was then I started to take interest, by turning up and watching, to which I then took part in the odd time trial. My interest developed from there.  I made the move and started going out with the half day section, aside from getting dropped in the last 8miles it’s always a great sense of achievement to have kept up with a fast group.  That and have a natter about the week gone by! That year I also took part in the Wythenshawe 100mile charity event, which was a big achievement at the