14 years and counting

14 Years on.

July. Tour de France time. Sit in front of the ITV highlights every evening catching up on the greatest sporting spectacle on earth. This year I'll be looking at France with a view to riding something huge again next year once match fit again. Maybe Ventoux. Maybe to the Stelvio to finish the 2014 plan.

And reflecting.

I've not ridden properly since January and losing something that is such a huge part of life, even for a relatively short period of time hurts, not just my neck but my mind. But. And this is a big but in a short dump of words.

But.

If my little girl hadn't been using me as a climbing frame as I watched the Tour 14 years ago I'd have lost a lot more.

That's it. Vive Le Tour! Vive la Vie!