The first time I rode a bike I was four or five. I crashed into the back of a car.

It seemed romantic but also tragic - people would be winning but then lose it all, or crash but fight on, break bones but get back on their bikes and try to finish. Just getting to the end was seen as an achievement in itself.

I had grown used to getting a pat on the back and being told after a good result: 'Well done, David - you should be happy, you're the first clean rider.

Cycling is such a stupid sport. Next time you are in a car travelling at 40mph think about jumping out - naked. That's what it's like when we crash.

I've been proud to be national champion.

If you're not at the front, you're not in the race.

The manner in which one loses the battle can sometimes outshine the victory.