Where was I? I have been spinning, and resting, and challenging myself. I just seem to have fallen off the “blogging the tour” horse. Truthfully, I’m flagging. Even though I was rejoicing in having 3 weeks to do nothing but spin, all of a sudden the knitting is looking oh so tempting. It may be hotter than Hades outside (100+ what?) but inside I’m dreaming of warm woolen fall sweaters and handspun socks. And I’m finishing the last few baby knits.
And I hesitate to even bring this up but, well… I’m disgusted. As any of you who know me know, I am not an avid sports fan. I always joke that in my family we were born devoid of the sports gene. And with rare exceptions (5 years at USC turned me into a slight college football fan) I really don’t follow sports. So I don’t have a lot of sports idols to put on pedestals and then get crushed when they don’t live up to my expectations. I know they’re people.
But seriously. The doping has got to stop. It is RUINING the sport for me. I don’t know who to root for, who will even finish the tour or end up in handcuffs. And what’s the point in following the Tour if the title is just going to be stripped away after the fact?
There are so many things I love about the Tour. I love the teamwork: watching a line of riders move their best rider into position to take the stage or the sprint line or the yellow jersey. I love that most riders don’t want to win because of an unfair advantage: this week race leader Bradley Wiggins and the peleton sat up and waited for Cadel Evans to catch up after more than 30 riders got flat tires after some asshat threw a bunch of nails in the road. I love the pure grit and endurance of the riders that give it their all to finish the tour: last year after an accident that involved a press car and being thrown into a barbed wire fence, Johnny Hoogerland finish the stage, maintained his polka-dot King of the Mountains jersey and finished the Tour with 30-some-odd stitches in his leg. I love the scenery and the history and rooting for the underdog.
Ok, enough of my soapbox. If you’re still here (and I highly doubt that!) here’s what I’ve been spinning (and knitting).