8 strange situations in which I’ve found myself wearing lycra

I like cycling and I like lycra but I appreciate that there are some situations in which it is not the most appropriate attire. The problem is, I don’t always have time to change.

Here is a list of some odd places and situations in which I’ve recently found myself lycra-clad.

For easy visualisation (which I think is what you’ll all be after) I’ve marked which were surreptitious (i.e. concealed under real clothes) and which were blatant (i.e. very little of me concealed at all).

1. In a meeting with a BBC Editor at White City (surreptitious)
2. Dinner date where I forgot to bring any trousers (blatant – though not too bad once my legs were under the table)
3. Three separate job interviews (both)
4. Pitching my rickshaw idea to Special Olympics GB (surreptitious – and I managed to change in the loos halfway through)
5. All night long whilst freezing my ass off in Norway
6. Discussing big plans over tea with Sarah Outen (surreptitious)
7. At a Saturday evening carvery, splattered in mud fresh from the trail (blatant)
8. All day at work on the more than one occasion that I forgot a change of underwear (surreptitious)

Anyone else get caught out in the shiny stuff?