Cycling communities indeed form a tight-knit group, like a well-oiled chain. They're more than just guides on the route; they're the wind beneath your wheels when the journey gets tough. The camaraderie, the shared sweat and triumph, the lingo - "grupetto", "bonking", "attack" - it's a language that binds. But what about those who cycle solo? Do they miss out on this unique sense of belonging? Or does the solitude offer its own rewards? :thinking:
