Cyclist WAGS now where do I start, sitting in the Cafe today during a club run the usual subject of our partners came up. You see our Club runs are more like a weekly counciling session for it's male members. Its a chance for us too vent our home troubles over a large americano and sticky bun.

These troubles can range from 'I'm being dragged off to Milton Keynes shopping later, how many bloody cushions does one house need??' to our Club Pesidents problem that his good women is convinced he is the only binge drinker in Luton! To be fair to her, this is the same man that on the very first night of our Majorcan training camp last March, drank a bottle of Cava to himself then hit the Brandys cos I quote ' well it's cheap here!!', needless to say a hunt for Nurofen was needed next morning before any riding could be done.

But the most common problem with the guys is trying to keep hidden all the new bike kit. I always thought that it was the wifes having to hide the new shoes from the husband, but not with this lot. A gem of a story was when my mate Bronzie thought he had it licked when he hid his new frame in the garage rafters, 'its well out of site' he told me 'she will never find it! The only floor in this plan was not remembering to close the sun roof in the car. You see while pulling the car out of the garge his son spots the said frame through the roof and asks his mum why dad has put a bike in the roof?

The story I can't wait to hear is when James gets busted trying to get his new bike out of the loft. His latest pride and joy is only weeks away from being ridden but is currenty stored nice and warmly next to water tank, I even have photo graphic proof ( don't worry Jimbo i'll sure she won't read this???)

It's amazing what you can get for £500.....cough!

Working in the bike trade does help in the fact I don't have to hide any new parts that I bring home, in fact because my wife rides and races too it normally means I get greeted with 'so where's my new Oakleys then?'. But the thing is having a racing wife brings its own problems, our shelves at home have been over run with Trophies and winners medals but sadly not that many are mine. Yep i've unleashed the devil when told my then girlfriend that she should stop trying to do all the sports she was currenty doing and just concentrate on bikes.........you could do well I said.

Next week sees us at the annual British Cycling awards dinner, yep Theresa is going to collect her Trophy for winning the 'British National cross county mountain bikes series' last year and of course there isn't any jealousy on my part at all.............................honest!