As long as I can remember I’ve kept my training ticking through the winter months, forcing myself out the door a couple of times in the week and then once at the weekend for a longer ride, keeping the line on my weekly Strava totals pleasingly consistent through the darkest, coldest months. Oh, and to the seasonal pedants pointing out it’s still autumn (who, in fairness, definitely have a point), for the purposes of this I’m using ‘winter’ to very loosely refer to the dark months from once the clocks have gone back until the end of ‘proper’ winter…

Equipped with mantras such as ‘winter miles, summer smiles’ there was stubborn discipline in hitting a weekly time goal and enjoying the sense of achievement at not letting things slide just because it was pissing down and only a couple of degrees above zero.

This year, having dabbled with (and quite enjoyed) running during the summer, I’m calling time on my trusty winter roadmap of forced miles. In fact, I’ve barely touched my bike all month, to the point where I had to explain to a concerned family member over for dinner last weekend that, no, I don’t have a double puncture, I just haven’t ridden it in so long that there’s long-been no pressure left in either tyre.

Don’t get me wrong, come March I’ll be back out there, maybe even just the other side of Christmas, or perhaps the relentless festivities will signal enough of a sabbatical for me. I’m still making plans for next summer’s riding, but should be able to manage the goals of some long days out, the odd sportive and multi-day bikepacking trips even if I don’t touch the bike again until the daffodils are out.

For now, I’m happy running a few times a week and when I do feel the desire to go for a ride it doesn’t feel like I’ve lost much, if any, fitness. More important perhaps is the refreshing mental enjoyment of seeing myself make progress at a new pursuit, making winter exercise genuinely enjoyable again, not just a character-building chore to be dreaded but ticked off.

Dan running
I've even made my Parkrun debut... (Image Credit: Stirling Parkrun)

I guess the point of this isn’t purely self-indulgent midweek rambling, but to share the idea of just doing whatever you want to, or enjoy doing, in winter. If that’s keeping up the club rides, racking up the miles for a big goal next summer, the Festive 500 or thrashing yourself on the turbo, great! Equally, you could try other sports if you want, or take a break from cycling completely to return refreshed in the new year.

Winter’s hard enough for getting out there, and finding an approach you enjoy is a decent tactic for making sure you at least do something.

For me, as much as anything, it’s probably just novelty and I’m sure the running enthusiasm will go stale in time too. But for now, not having to clean a bike a couple of times a week and losing 15 minutes to putting on winter kit feels great…