Oh man I'm so stoked for saturday, I can barely contain myself. Hopefully I'm not jinxin it, but it looks like some epic waves are coming our way. I'm not sure where I'm gonna go, but I'm gonna shred all day. Me and every other wave-starved ass-clown will be there. Come join us. It's gonna be hot as balls. So I'm gonna bronze the fat, too.
Then I'll retire to the Lazy Boy for the Tour de France climb up Mt Ventoux. It's been a great Tour so far. I can't believe Contador put 1:30 on Old Man Lance during today's time trial. I figured the last few days Lance was pulling a Art of War tactic..."act weak when you're strong and strong when you're weak". But losing 1:30 in a time trial, one of his strengths, is nobody's strategy, no matter how devious. I also figured that once he'd been the "good teammate" and made sure that only Contador or Himself would win the race, it would be a duel to the end. Mano y mano. LeMond/Hinault style. I was thinking Lance and his super human, undetectable drugs would kick in on today's all important time trial and the upcoming Mt Ventoux. After today, my weakly hatched plan is crap. I couldn't bike race my way out of a wet napkin. Nobody's gonna gain nearly 6 minutes on a climbing master like Contador. But Ventoux should be fun regardless. Lots of dudes wanna win that stage for a lifetime of braggin rights and glory. I can't wait.