Well, it?s been a pretty strange last couple of days, to say the least. After coping with the difficulty of leaving Carole and Tanner for a month, things have been all go here and the race hasn't even started.
My travel day to
Strasbourg went from well-organised to chaotic then back to under control, in under 2hrs. I arrived with plenty of time to check-in only to be told that my original flight had been cancelled and so I was chucked onto a slightly later flight. That was ok, as long as this flight wasn?t delayed or else I wouldn?t make my connecting flight in
Madrid?.With only 20 mins before boarding, an announcement was made. My flight was delayed 40 mins. Great. No chance of making the connecting flight, unless that was also delayed. If I got to
Madrid and it had already left, I would have to wait 24hrs for the next connecting flight. Shit!?After a few frantic moments of talking to airline companies and team management, I bought a whole new flight on another airline. That flight didn?t leave for another 2 hrs.
After waiting for Carole to return from recovering my luggage from the original airline and us tag-teaming trying to keep Tanner from heading through to the departure lounges, I checked in?again. Only this time I got charged excess?Then after finally arriving in
Strasbourg at 11.30pm - 6hrs late - my luggage had been lost. Perfect. As soon as I arrived at the hotel I had to go directly to the Team Director?s room and sign a piece of paper saying that if I was implicated in the current doping scandal, I would retire from the tour. Great start to the biggest bike race in the world?
Digesting the whole point of that piece of paper at 11.30 at night was really difficult - especially when all I was thinking about was leaving my family behind for a month.
One of the difficulties that we face living in
Europe with a babe now is not having any family help at times like these. Normally Carole would follow the Tour for a bit but now with Tanner and no help on hand at all, it?s just all too difficult. One of the sacrifices we have to make, I suppose. I do get envious when I talk to the other guys with kids and they tell me that their families are coming for a few days at some point. Carole says it?s times like this, she wishes there were ?Rent-A-Grandma? businesses on call?
So anyway after getting to bed well after midnight on Wednesday, I had to get up at 7am for the medical control. May not sound early to most of you but when you are trying to get all the rest you can before the start of a gruelling three week stage race, it was nothing short of a pain in the arse. Following the blood test, it was off to the medical clinic for a weight, height, E.C.G and all that guff. Not sure what