It's Cycle to Work Day – tell us about your two-wheeled commute

I cycle to work along the Hammersmith and Chiswick Thames Path and this is often the sight i am faced with...... The further into Chiswick i get (closer to the eyot) the more the river wall seems to disappear to reveal lush gardens wildlife and muddy banks. The trade off is well worth it, i dont mind the occasional soggy shins in return of getting to cycle along this majestic river.

I started cycling to work after I moved to Peterborough to start a new job. Having gone to university in London and grown up near Coventry, learning to drive was never a priority, and so finding myself in a city that was once pertinently described by a London-based manager as 'that place where the public transport's crap and you have to take taxis everywhere' proved something of a shock to the system! I started by taking the easy way out (i.e. taxis) until I was recommended the substantially cheaper alternative of cycling to work by a colleague. Since then, I've cycled every journey I could.

I've always loved cycling, and was a keen cyclist as a child and teenager, but it never occurred to me that it could be a viable method of transport for a daily commute. The cycling arrangements are a major geographical factor that Peterborough and its transport system has going for it - one of stark contrast to the (brutally) mean streets of London and the exhausting hilly towns of north Warwickshire. I still can't recommend cycling enough as a way of travelling short distances, even to people who can afford a car. My last commute (I've moved and changed jobs since then) was about a forty-minute, seven-mile round trip that saved me a fortune, helped me to feel awake and alert and even caused me to lose weight (not that that was on the agenda - it's always a bonus, nonetheless!).

I still commute to my current job by bike. It's liberating, enjoyable and generally easy, as you basically don't have any hold-ups, as long as you stick to cycle paths. I'd recommend it to anyone, especially entitled, cyclist-hating motorists who think they're hard done by and we're so privileged. If we supposedly have it so good, why don't they join us?

I cycle to work at least three times a week in Bogota. Despite significant efforts on providing cycle roads, the present state of things makes this experience a sometimes rewarding hell. Diesel smog from public transport, the likely chance of getting your bycicle nicked, holes in the road, and the rage of fellow cyclists make this experience something worthy of Mad Max. Only in Bogota.

Just bought a bike, and tried using it tonight to go home to North Cardiff from my office in the city centre. This was taken in Heath Park.

My commute when its dry and sunny.

An hour and a half commute each way to work makes exercising difficult. Instead I head out at 05:45 ignore the station half a mile from home to cycle 5.4 miles to Colchester. The trail is traffic free apart from a small section. A barn owl was hunting over the marshes as I took this sunrise shot. Once at Liverpool Street I grab a Boris bike to complete the commute for a shower and change into my suit. I do this in all weathers except when icy. The return journey in winter can be hard into the teeth of the east wind and I've had to buy an ultra bright downhill mountain bike cycle lamp to see the path as the trail runs through countryside with little light pollution. Cycling keeps me fit and the open air and experiencing the changing of the seasons breaks the monotony of commuting. The cycle ride plus end effects adds about 30 minutes to both commutes.

Mine was quite ordinary......my usual 20 miles commute from my home address to my place of work, and then a 24.6 miles commute home later....and it's all on Strava Cycling too!

Not exactly commuting, but a short rest over the Le Loir river taking in the beautiful surroundings of the French countryside.

My ride to work takes in Portobello's lively Promenade, a run past Edinburgh's Dog and Cat Home and skirts along the top of a cliff overlooking the Forth. None of which I'd experience, or even know, from the car or a bus.

I cycled to work from Bath to Melksham in the morning at a fairly leisurely pace. The afternoon was a different matter as I had to pick up my daughter from school and couldn't afford to be late at pick up time. She didn't seem too distressed to see her Dad sweating profusely and in lycra... We had a very nice cycle home from school along the Two Tunnels route in Bath. Children can sometimes say the most simple and beautiful things: "When can we do this again Daddy". Makes my heart sing.

Having last visited a gym some 30 years ago, I could not be described as sporty, Frustrated though by public transport I bought two bikes, one for each train station on my commute. Then, one fine day, I didn't stop at the train station, I just carried straight on, for the 10 miles required to get home. Now, some 25 kilos lighter, I regularly ride nearly 1000 miles a month. I have recently completed a double century and have just ordered a real handmade steel bike. Beware!

This is first year I have been self employed for cycle to work day - like so many other previous third sector, public sector staff. Keeping up the cycling when you work a lot from home is a challenge - but I used Cycle to Work day to spur me to cycle to a meeting this morning. 13.5 mile round trip. These curious cows on the way home wondering what I was doing when I stopped to take a phone call.

Lucy and I have recently moved to Vietnam. We stopped off here for a stunning sunset over the Saigon skyline.

Lucy and I have recently moved to Vietnam. We stopped off here for a stunning sunset over the Saigon skyline.

After 6 weeks of childcare and then rushing to work to work until midnight, I finally got to drop my boy at school and take the longer, better cycle route to work. It was great, the sun was shining and the traffic light, I arrived sweating and out of breath and felt great. I was energised and bouyed up from climbing hills and hammering the flats. I celebrated my return to full cycling with a bacon sandwich. It is a

Despite apparently having a green transport policy, this is the bike rack at work. In some ways it's good though, as the bicycles get to stay inside. Very poor turnout today. However unlike in the middle of winter, I'm not the only one!

Not commuting exactly, but my kids had a lot of fun getting around Amsterdam on 2 wheels. A great (and possibly the only) way to see the city, but pretty hairy cycling in a convoy of 6 depsite their reputation as a bike freindly city! That might have more to do with our inexperience of the Dutch way of doing things. Still, I'd never have done this in London. Or any other UK city for that matter.

When my place of work shifted 8 miles closer to home, It was apparent that my car barely got warm before i parked it and it sat idle til I drove it home, plus there's the cost of running a second car.

I dusted off the mountain bike i'd bought for weekend leisure and have cycled to work daily ever since, in all types of weather, wind, rain, snow, fog...

It's only five miles either way, downhill to work and very hard uphill going home. But it keeps me fit, readies me for work and calms me going home

I started cycling about 10 years ago to reduce my carbon footprint (and save money) not realising that the best benefit by far would be to me personally - making me feel calm, happy, de-stressed.

I now cycle four miles to and from work Monday through Friday primarily because it makes me feel good (if not ready for work!).

I have three bikes, so to add variety to my trek (and suit my mood) I use them all choosing a route that matches the bike.

I use the road bike if I'm particularly late (or want to get rid of some aggression/dice with death), the mountain bike to go through the woods/along the canal and the ladies sit up bike (which is officially my daughter's) if I fancy taking it easy.

Looking around me, I feel weirdly like I've found something really important and really obvious, that no one else seems to have noticed.

I hop on my Brompton Bicycle for the easy ride each morning to the train station in Whitchurch, Hampshire - a 20mph town! - and then ride again from the Fleet station to my office.