January 27, 2011. Today I went shopping for more essential racing gear.
What I had originally thought was a weird esoteric joke by Karsten (he asked me if I had them yet), turns out to be a serious piece of intel on equipment that, for some reason, riders in France need to supply themselves. And it’s no joke, I read a blog recently about a Canadian who did a race in the Alps last year, only to have to run around in a panic before the start, trying to figure out a way to attach his race number to his jersey. Fortunately for him he found a generous soul with a stapler. So there’s more than one way to get those things on.
Update: Been up and down the little mountain behind our apartment more times than I can count (if I use all my fingers and thumbs to count, that is..) lately, so tomorrow I plan a long, flat(ish) ride to build up some badly-needed cardio and then a reconn ride to the Cévennes on the weekend. I want to see what sort of madness I’m getting myself into.