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His saviour was exercise, more specifically his bike. "If it wasn't for
my bike, I'd have gone to the funny farm," he says.
He cycles every day religiously along the same 32 miles, which he has
carefully mapped out to avoid all traffic lights. He listens to his
iPod, to an eclectic mixture of modern pop (mostly Green Day, but also
Radiohead, REM, Snow Patrol and Idelwild), always striving to beat his
best average speed of 18.2mph.
His behaviour is borderline compulsive-obsessive. "It's the highlight
of my life. I love the music. I love the feeling. I love getting all
the clothes that go with it, the shoes that click into the pedals, the
windproof jacket, the Lycra, the tights," he enthuses.
The bike saved him from going into therapy. Though the bike is a Trek
Madone, which can retail for nearly £5,000, cycling was a great deal
cheaper than a shrink.
And if he fails again, he still has his bike and his music to fall back
on. We finish the interview and he dashes upstairs to don his cycling
gear. He emerges draped in skin-tight black Lycra and lovingly shows me
his bike, before strapping on his iPod and hitting the road.