VP

So, if you're a bike geek you've probably seen the various glamour shots of Victoria Pendleton. If not, here's a taste...




yeah, so? a little leg?
Actually, a lot of leg; she's a multiple World Champion in track cycling, and the reigning Women's Sprint Goddess (yeah, that's an official title). She has one chance for a gold in Beijing this year, and though it may seem a bit unpatriotic of me, I hope she gets it.

Le Fini (almost)

For the first time in years, I find myself glued to the tube, watching (or at the moment, listening) to the final time-trial of Le Tour. Seconds count, and I honestly believe that tomorrow's ride into Paris will be a race. The time difference is small, the key players all worthy. When was the last time they actually raced to the Arc?
The doper's have been caught, and if the Cobra ever joins the peloton again, he will probably be nudged over a guard rail. How many people did he put out of work?
I digress... cycling is exciting, and the nay-sayers can ride without a saddle for all I care. I'm glad I watched Le Tour this year.

Oh yes... 7 months without a cigarette today!

That race...

Yes, like many of us, I'm lost in it. How can I not be? It's the epic battle, the ultimate in physical output, and it's exciting again. Who are these men winning stages? They're young, different, and their attitudes are fresh, angry, resolute.
Watching Ricardo Ricco climb today was as exciting as any stage I've seen in years. The amount of time he devoured was amazing.

I've also been spending a lot of time on roller skates, but that's another story...