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Member Stories

With over 250,000 riders in LC__CC,  and nearly a million across our wider Strava community we’re constantly inspired by the stories our members share. Whether it’s coming back from injury, discovering cycling for the first time, or taking on truly monumental challenges, this is a club full of determination. These are the people putting in the effort, showing up day after day, and inspiring others to set goals - and beat them.

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The Cross-Country Connector

I ride because of where the bike takes me, not just physically, but emotionally. In 2018, I pedalled from San Francisco to Washington, D.C. to raise funds for Greek athletes competing at the 2020 Olympics. That journey opened my eyes. I saw America from the ground up: small towns shaped by history, ghost towns lost to progress, and people from all walks of life with stories of resilience and reinvention. The bike took me places I'd never have seen otherwise, including one unforgettable stop where I reconnected with an old college friend. We spent a week riding and reminiscing. A few months later, he passed away. His mum called to say, “It’s crazy to think that if you hadn’t been on that ride, you wouldn’t have seen him again.” That stuck with me. Cycling gave me one last adventure with a friend. It gave me perspective. And now, every ride feels like a chance to connect, with the world, with others, and with myself.

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The Cancer Fighter

In July 2023, I was diagnosed with a stage 4 brain tumour. Within two weeks of surgery, staples still fresh in my head, I climbed back onto the indoor trainer. Cycling became my anchor through six weeks of radiation and chemo, then six more months of treatment. I set a modest goal for the year: 5,000km. I ended up with 15,000km, more than I'd ever ridden. I rode 73 century rides and climbed the equivalent of Everest 13 times. Most of it was indoors, but there was one unforgettable outdoor ride: Six Gaps in Vermont, 245km over six mountain passes. Cancer stripped weight off me, but it also gave me the power-to-weight ratio of a mountain goat. That day, I beat nearly all of my past KOMs. Cycling didn’t just keep me alive, it reminded me what it feels like to live. And when I wasn't riding, I was hiking the Tour du Mont-Blanc with my wife, 160km over 10,000m of elevation. I lost a lot to cancer. But through cycling, I found more than I ever expected.

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The Reformed Runner

Running was my thing. Since my teens, it’s how I stayed fit, focused, and free. But years of pounding pavement took their toll. After multiple injuries and finally surgery on my Achilles, I had to admit my body was done with running. That’s when I got back on the bike, and everything changed. At first it was just to stay active, but I found something I didn’t know I was missing: adventure, flow, freedom. I gravitated toward gravel, joined a local club, and now ride all kinds of terrain. The best part? I’ve watched myself get better every year. I used to call myself a runner who cycles. Now, I’m proud to say I’m a cyclist too.

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The Crash Survivor

I used to take riding for granted, until it was taken from me. In 2020, I was hit by a car and spent months off the bike. Recovery was long and slow, but the hardest part wasn’t physical, it was mental. Losing the freedom to ride felt like losing part of myself. But I made a promise: if I could come back, I’d never ride just for the numbers again. Now, every time I clip in, it means something. It’s not about pace or power. It’s about presence. The feel of wind on skin. The silence between pedal strokes. The reminder that I’m still here, still moving forward.

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The Diabetic Rider

Living with Type 1 diabetes means every day is a balancing act, and cycling is the thing that helps me stay upright. It’s my way of taking control. Of proving that my condition doesn’t define me. Managing blood sugar while riding isn’t easy, but I’ve learned how to listen to my body in ways I never did before. I ride to stay healthy, but also to show others what’s possible. Every climb is a reminder that I’m stronger than I thought, not just as a cyclist, but as a person.

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