What an exciting summer it’s been for sports. I’m not big into watching sports – baseball, basketball or whathaveyou. But the World Cup this summer has been huge in my house and with that being over we are now concentrating on the Tour de France.
I know, watching a cycling race seems about as exciting as watching paint dry. But it is truly riveting TV. There are crashes, strategy, and sometimes stories that border on soap operas. And this being (IMO) the single most difficult test of human endurance on the planet. Can you imagine? Riding this tiny bicycle for HOURS up and down the Alps and Pyrenees EVERY DAY for a MONTH. And to think I get cranky if I have to walk up the 4 flights of stairs in my building to my desk.
There are just so many riders – do they all go into this race thinking they will win? Hoping they will win? Or do they know they are just there to help someone else win and are OK with that? Do they just want to win a stage or are most of them just content to finish the thing?
I love Lance, of course, and am disappointed that he’s not doing well (the man is 38, after all) but have high hopes for my new man, Levi. Abi now knows what a mountain is because of the tour. ‘Those guys are riding bikes on the mountain’ is her new favorite thing to say while the tour is on in the background. She now says ‘Alberto Contador’ like a pro. We’re working on the rolling rrrrs.
So if you get a chance, check out the tour while you still can. I promise you’ll be hooked.