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Hate to drink alone- made a sandwich to go alongside

Yeah, this is more my style of late. I'm enjoying doing some biking but more in the shorter portioned 2-a-day model, where I try to throw in a few surges, climbs, TT poses- that sort of thing and then wipe the sweat off and go to work for 8hours, and finally repeating the ride back to the house. It never ceases to amaze the disregard I get around town on my bike from drivers, but I haven't gone over anybody's hood yet. I actually really like the idea of grabbing a coffee midway and then finishing the ride out which is what I did last Wednesday and low and behold I was able to do a good deed by rescuing a bewildered dachshund from certain peril and reuniting him with his owner, all while ordering coffee and a danish.

For those readers who are both fans of the Tour and graphic novels (statistical analysis has shown this to be a large subset of my visitors), I thought the VS Epic Cycle bit is kind of interesting and worth visiting if for no other reason than to hear the legends of the tour referred to by their nicknames, ie Bernard "The Badger" Hinault. Science of Sport also had an interesting analysis of Contador's climb up Verbier yesterday, don't you just love real science with all it's potentialities and implications that relate to yesterday's epic ride. Cycling is a unique sport and while I'm no more than a passive rider, I always maintain that I will someday do a recreational bike tour of my own choosing. I think it would be a great way to cover some distance in epic scenery as long it wasn't somewhere that the wind is regularly sweeping down the plains. The other issue of note from this year's tour is of course the absence or any doping, thus far. It's always a little weird to me that it was so rampant in this sport where speed, per se, is not really the issue. That I know of, there is no speed milestone like the 4:00 mile in cycling and while I suppose there may be one in actualy track cycling, really it is more like a cross country race where pace is irrelevant as long as you are at the front of your opponents more often than not.I guess it is the addictive nature of the sport because I really believe more people can be PRETTY good at cycling, with less chance of fallout, burnout, etc like in running. I'm in no way saying that anybody can be a GREAT biker and obviously the time required to ride is much greater anyway, but people will find an amazing amount of excuses to not run like 50 miles per week versus 6-8 hours per week on a bike. I will give a shout out to a known doper and yet indisputable badass who's sentiment seems true in one way, shape or form, maybe with malintent, maybe unwittingly, maybe with purely transcendental hopes.

"Leave me in peace; everybody takes dope."
--Jacques Anquetil

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