One thing I left out about yesterday’s update was that when I blew I hid in a driveway until the field passed. As a result some people never thought I got caught until everything was done. But today Phillipe Gilbert told me he saw me hiding and was cracking up.
Today, the race profile looked really flat until the final climb. But that was a lie! We were on a coast road that had some really steep pitches. CV compared it to the Big Sur ride in California and I think he’s right.
It was raining today and the road was lined with eucalyptus trees. It reminded me of my training days up in Berkeley, nice and wet with the smell of eucalyptus. But the speed was a little faster than those training rides.
The break was very hard to establish today and it took 70 something kms for it to go. Millar and I were in some pain from yesterday’s effort. To help myself along I talked with my future teammate, Thor, and here is the exchange:
DZ: Hey we’re going to be teammates next year!
DZ: We’ll probably be best friends.
Thor: Yes I think we should room together. I get the feeling we’d be good together.
DZ: Yes, I think so too.
Thor: Are we having a November camp?
DZ: I hope not because I have Pink Floyd tickets.
So next year is looking good for Thor and I. Now if I could just get J.V.’s mug on the side of the bus holding a glass of wine…
Well we eventually went up the ‘Cowabunga’ climb, almost got the hunger flats at the bottom but downed a bunch of gels and felt ok. Tommy D. maintained his GC place, which is good. On the bus now, but this bus is just a bus, man. I can’t sleep at night.