I am typing this in between sending out 'business' emails, doing laundry, packing for this evening's race, and working on Sven Nys' interview so it will be a little short and probably scattered.
In the last few days since my last post, I have raced twice, gone to Paris for the day, picnic'd in La Roche en Ardenne, took a train ride (a very short one) in Durbuy - the smallest town in the world, shopped for food, hosted a wedding reception, ripped my rear deraileur off, and celebrated my birthday.The photos on this post are from the race on my birthday July 19th. Julie drove with us because it was her birthday too! It was a very fun day on the bikes; we sung, we attacked, we were in breaks that we instigated and we had champagne afterwards. Good day.
The second race I did which was three days ago didn't last long enough to take photos. Four minutes into the event my chain got caught between the frame and small chainring. Sara Carrigan of Lotto-Belisol was kind enough to push me forever in hopes that i could fix it on the fly but no such luck. I finally stopped and took some time to pull it out. As i tried to chase back onto the peloton I quickly found out that i had NOT ONE single gear that didn't skip. With no way to put full power on the pedals I had no hope of rejoining the peloton. And even if i did, I'd be seriously putting myself in danger of injury from trying to ride a bike that is skipping. After riding about 10km dangling just behind the peloton while trying to baby the pedals, my deraileur decided it had enough and ripped off the bike.
OK gotta go - I will write more soon. Mom leaves on tuesday so i should be able to write more regularly after that.