After a health dump of snow across the UK this weekend, road cycling is currently off the agenda. My attention has switched to shovelling snow off the driveway and going hiking. There was also a small amount of pseudo-cycling when I set up the dreaded turbo trainer in the freezing cold garage on Sunday evening. There isn’t really much of interest to say about turbo training which is why I rarely do it. I started off cold and quickly became a hot wreck, leaking sweat and dribble all over the bike and garage floor. It certainly wasn’t a pleasant sight, but was contained within the privacy of the garage so shouldn’t have caused any alarm to the neighbours other than a constant whirring noise for 45 minutes.