The legs
felt good. Of course I was tired, but I felt I was still able to put quite some
force into it. Had been on my racing bike for about two hours and was getting
close to home. I felt strong and good.
That’s when I heard the voice in my head – the inner commentator set off:
And here’s the Sky train. They are keeping a
tremendous pace to secure this stage for Cavendish. But what’s that. Who’s that
on the other side of the road? It’s Pulo! Pulo looks to be taking this stage.
Isn’t it just amazing? He won the time trial, he took two of the toughest
mountain stages. He has the Yellow Jersey, he has the Polka Dot Jersey, and if
he gets this stage, he can add the Green Jersey to his collection. Isn’t it just
fantastic!
And bear in mind. All this after being his
country’s top goal scorer at the soccer world championships earlier in the
summer. Who doesn’t remember how he was changing from this football outfit into
this bicycling outfit, hanging high in the air after being parachuted over the
starting area for the Tour de France prologue in order to be in time for the
Grand Départ? The crowd is going to love .......
I noticed a
light flashing at the roadside. It wasn’t the photographers. It was an amber
light. And there was a sign saying:
Vous roulez à 22 km/h. Or in English : you are
moving forward at a speed of 22 kilometres an hour. After this sign there was
another sign. Heimdorf it said.
I was back
where I belonged.
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