I ran a street scramble this morning. I scored 550 points, but placed 2nd to someone else who scored 550 points. He beat me in by two minutes, that's why. I talked to him after the race and learned he'd run about 8.5 miles, according to his Garmin. According to my Garmin, I'd run 10 miles. Clearly, I'm still making some mistakes in my route planning.

After the scramble, I came home and watched the Tour. Even though I don't really like Al Trautwig, his intro gave me goose bumps. (Have I mentioned I love the Tour?) The prologue went nearly as I'd predicted, except that Klöden did what I expected Zabriskie to do. Cancellara looked like he was riding in a class of his own. I didn't think anyone would beat him, but it turned into more than that. No one could even hold a candle to him. Poor old Stuey O'Grady crashed. I hope he's not too banged up. After the injuries he rode with in last year's Tour, he deserves an easier time of it this year.

Tomorrow's Stage: London to Canterbury (203km)

Unless something totally wacky happens, this stage will come down to a bunch sprint. The finish is uphill, and is usually into a headwind. That sounds like a Thor Hushovd special to me. He hasn't done much this year, and I think he's due for a win.  ¶ 11:19 PM