Ok, I admit defeat! I finally understand the Tour de France and why it has so many followers, and yes, it has taken the hype of a Brit winner to get me to even watch the TV coverage.
I have been pedaling for a year but only for myself and whilst I have indulged in bike porn looking at various models and checking out those with nice colours, shapes and baskets, cycling as a sport has largely passed me by. I have cheered on Boardman, Hoy Pendleton et al at the Olympics as part of my patriotic duty appreciating they have trained hard, made massive commitment and delivered the goods. Road racing, however, has been an unknown world, however over the past week I have watched and realised the complexities, most importantly the whole ‘team thing’. I had in my past ignorance just thought it was about one person who could just go faster than the rest in a rather naff lycra outfit.
I still don’t get it all and actually I think I’ll leave it at where I am – I may not watch any other races, the Vueltas, Giros, will always think the lycra naff, but I salute Wiggins, all of Team Sky and do you know what? those last few mins on the Champs Elysee were nearly as nerve wracking as Man Utd in Barcelona May 1999 and that’s saying something.