It might feel like October in Boston, but you know it’s summer when everyone starts chasing a yellow jersey.
Ah, the Tour de France.
Having no TV, blown out speakers on my laptop, and drowning in different projects with ridiculous self-imposed deadlines, it’s a wonder I even know the Tour started on Saturday. But then again, why wouldn’t I know? I’m fully convinced Lance and I are meant to be, after all.
So I’m chasing coverage of the Tour like Jan Ullrich after Lance on the L’Alpe d’Huez [coverage of the 2003 race being one of my all-time personal favorites]. Following The Man himself on Twitter is somewhat helpful. I’m dependent on friends and the Internet to fill me in on the rest.
That’s not to say that the shame of having no clue what’s happening at each stage isn’t excruciatingly painful and embarrassing. Using handy excuses of a need to stitch, scheme, and get in shape, I’m half attempting to play it off like I’d rather be riding than watching le Tour. But honestly, I’d like nothing more than a strong cup of dark roast coffee and a brioche, feet propped up on an ottoman, watching the love of my life race from Monaco to Paris.
Instead I downed an iced Americano at Cafe Fixe while catching up with a friend. Then got deets on the second stage while IMing and coordinating projects on the phone, conversations punctuated by bursts of my sewing machine whirring. But between frustrated sighs and cramped shoulders from being hunched over a laptop or a piece of fabric for too long, I managed to slip out of my apartment for a few brief moments looking just a little bit pro.
The Rapha scarf was an instant favorite and is already on heavy rotation. But paired with a Gage & Desoto tote bag repping one of the best cycling teams in the world, it was easier to push aside the guilt and longing to go on longer rides, more often.
Which is probably a good thing. This month is looking to be a whirlwind of activity – good, fun, activity, but activity nonetheless. That’s not to say that the bike won’t be making the usual daily appearance, just that bike people might be coming first.
And yes, that includes Lance.
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i must say that cancellara will eat lance for breakfast…just like he did with his 1st stage tt time
I used some of my vacation time to watch the first few stages of the Tour. It’s been “the life”, getting up to watch the live coverage with a nice breakfast, and then going out for my own ride. I dread having to go back to work, but I’ll be following along here: http://www.versus.com/tdf/
Love the tote bag! Where did you get it? I hope Lance is not to disappointed when Saxo-Bank leaves Astana in a gasping heap beside the road. Maybe you can comfort him.
Brasserie Jo is a pretty reliable place to watch the tour for those of us without Versus. And some nights, the Jeannie Johnson pub in JP. It can be tough to adore Fabian without cable TV in your own home.
hello — true…and both are delicious looking, too. decisions, decisions.
matthew — thanks! always so resourceful!
dotdeb — the bag is from gage & desoto. it should be up on his site this week.