Tag: The Modern MAMIL: How to look pro

  • Ideal Christmas Gifts

    Ideal Christmas Gifts

    Have you sorted out all your Christmas presents yet? Me neither. If you’re looking for something a little bit different, why not try one of my books? I think you’ll find they’re the perfect stocking fillers.

  • Not your average cycling writer…

    Not your average cycling writer…

    There’s a whole host of people who aren’t photogenic, fast or fabulous on their bikes. They’re just folks trying to carve back a bit of life for themselves, despite the naysayers. I write for these people.

  • The Scotsman MAMIL Feature

    The Scotsman MAMIL Feature

    Who are these fellas? They’re MAMILs (Middle Aged Men in Lycra) and this is their time. Welcome to the age of the MAMIL.

  • On yer bike!

    On yer bike!

    I regularly write features for Cycling Plus, the UK’s most popular cycling magazine…

  • Cycling Plus Features…

    Cycling Plus Features…

    “Imagine the scene: the sun is shining and the birds are singing. You’re on your bike, riding at that perfect pace: not too slow so you’re burning carbs, not too fast so you take in the vista around you. Your freshly-shaved legs are looking good in perfectly fitting shorts and your tan lines are maturing…

  • Sincerity….

    Sincerity….

    ‘Sincerity – if you can fake that, you’ve got it made…’

  • My first book…

    My first book…

    The book you’re holding right now is the key to looking the part. From socks to shaving, cadences to coffee-shop culture, we cover it all.

  • Your average Cycling writer? Fat chance!

    Your average Cycling writer? Fat chance!

    When I started writing about cycling I had to make the decision (and it was a decision) to be honest. What do I mean? In short, I had to make it clear that I wasn’t one of those lean, mean, ‘cool’ cyclists who clock up 100s of miles without breaking sweat…

  • The Scotsman: MAMIL piece…

    The Scotsman: MAMIL piece…

    It’s that time again. Up and down the country you’ll hear the shrieks as men (old enough to know better) hop around bathrooms trying to staunch the flow of blood after doing their legs a major mischief while trying to shave them smooth. Soon, once 1,000 tiny cuts dry, the same men are dousing themselves…