Glued to my Screen
I found a live streaming site for the Giro d’Italia and spent this morning watching my monitor, the penultimate stage up and over some crazy climbs high. I don’t usually miss my TV, but it would have been nice to watch today’s stage in a proper fashion. That little Venezuelan dude, Rujano, is a freak. 5’3″ of uphill havoc. Funny tough, the Vewnezuelan pro team that was racing down at the Vuelta a Cuba, while exceedingly friendly and talented, was clearly playing with marked cards, if you know what I’m saying. The morning of the hardest stage, when it had been announced there would be the race’s first drug test at the end of the day, two of the Venezuelans pulled DNS. All the other guys, who’d been holding ALL of the race jerseys going into that day, subsequently lost them all. One guy I spoke with, who’d raced the Tour de l’Avenir the year before, said the first week of the Cuba race was the fastest he’d ever been in. “This is not possible,” he said. I’m just saying…
Nice shot here of A. Olson at the Vuelta a Cuba. Thought this was a funny shot, AO’s bike is worth more than these guys will make combined in their lives and they probably have no idea. They’re just psyched to have the beater rig next to AO’s.
Stitches came out of the knee yesterday and I got on the trainer and took 10 pedal strokes. They all hurt, but I bet it’ll be better today.