For any future members and readers of this blog, in the old days ' the hunt' as the Dr, Mattw and myself knew it, involved high heeled hairdressers in the Wessex House. In 2008, however, the hunt is all about cycling and getting ready for the Etape du Tour. Happy New Year to you too. I used to be good at hunting, but this is a completely different game. The hunt is no longer about long saturday nights and getting your nutsack emptied by the hungry women of the city, now it's about long sunday mornings on a bike getting your nutsack completely paralysed on a teeny tiny sadle! No more chasing easy women, we chase hardcore road miles now.
'Going ugly early' as our legendary friend Bias urged us to do, has been turned into ' getting up early' and what for? I don't know. I've been told we are to cycle 165 kms on a boiling hot summer's day in France, going from Pau to Hautacam, with the infamous Tourmalet waiting for us half way. I had to look it up too, but for all you interested readers, the Tourmalet is a mountain, with a 35 km-road leading up to it. And we're cycling it, just to warm up for another climb at the end after 150 kms!
It's 2008 and with tears in my eyes I remember the days where just mentioning the hunt would bring joy to my face. Tomorrow, the hunt enters a new era. Funny that the first thing I have to do tomorrow in preparation of the Etape is to get a medical exam by my doctor! Maybe this hunt is not that different from the old one after all.
3 comments:
excellent - you are a modern philosopher, and liguist
linguist, sorry
... actually, the really scary thing is that the second climb 17km at the end of 130km. Being able to get up that will be hard. We need to have lots of base miles in the legs. Still, we have plenty of time
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