Setting Fire To The Sun

Torn- go ride my bike in the woods before the day heated up to 1 million degrees, or watch the Tour on the cobbles? Pffft! Woods won. Especially since I can watch the replay on Versus like every other hour for the next 24.

I did end up taking more time than I wanted before riding (Curse you cobbles! Curse you XXC Mag work!!!) and it showed in the fact that I think my core temp was about 165 degrees by the time I was done with the ride. I can't even imagine what it had been like out on the road. Eph the road until the temps come down out of quadrupole digits.

But I will watch OTHER people on the road...

Once home I was able to catch up on today's Tour stage. Real good stuff. Totally thinking that Cancellara is one of my fave Pro riders right now. He might be a dick (that is to say I have NO idea what he's like as a real person, so I will hold back any full on man-crush), but I totally dug what he did this spring at Flanders and Roubaix and even the way he took control of the peloton yesterday (to some people's dismay). Then today he puts the hammer down to get the yellow jersey back, and helps pull Andy Schleck across the line with the lead group. So it seems to me (and that means NOTHING) that Cancellara is totally worthy of the yellow jersey, even if he will certainly give it up in the mountains. It was also of course cool to see former XC racer Ryder Hesjedal nearly pull off a stage win. That would have been super cool. Oh well I've spoke tooooo much about shit I know only a little about. And that is dangerous. So I will go to bed.

Later.