Let’s look at the facts. I do indeed have a compulsive need and use for a habit-forming substance. Thankfully that substance is not cocaine or heroin (which may be even more expensive a hobby than cycling – just about). This compulsive need leads me to strange behaviors, such as finding myself, when driving in a car over new roads through mountains, almost becoming aroused by the thought of riding up the same road on a bike. Yes, I actually covet that luscious, dark tarmac. I do the same with photographs of roads, sketches of roads, you name it.
“I wouldn’t mind riding THAT!” I’ve been known to say, in a way that sounds as dodgy as it reads.