Bonjour, Bon soir ou bon nuit! C'est l'heure du Tour de France!!
Late nights, early mornings, long stretches of time spent focused on each stage; one would almost think I was actually participating in the Tour de France. However, I am a couch watcher, drinking tea and knitting during the most tense, hectic, painful, exciting times, or all these mixed in together.
My muscles ache (not enough exercise), my mind goes jelly-like after long periods (too much telly), my body shakes with adrenaline, a mixture of fear, exertion and exhilaration (when watching the effect of these athletes). It's as if I was part of the race. But truthfully, I would never have been good enough (not having a love of cycling I'm sure one would need) or the discipline to deny myself to be the best I could be.
So I look forward to the high drama of this sporting spectacle: an amazing race of men, their machines and the mountains (and valleys) of France.
I also love the scenery. I miss Phil Liggett and Paul Sherman, though.
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