The Handsome Man with Athletic Thighs
Running In Circles
 
Friday, July 18th

I ran four miles this afternoon, pushing the Little Dude in the jogging stroller. It was kind of a chore to push him uphill, and I think my arms will be sore tomorrow.

After my jog, I took the Little Dude over the playground equipment so he could play on the slides. A man showed up with two boys who were about two- and four-years old. At one point the older boy was standing next to me, and he put his hand up to shade his eyes as though he were trying to sight land from the crow's nest of a sailing ship.

"I wonder which way it went," he said. He peered into the trees for a moment before he turned to me and asked, "Do you know where the war funding went?"

I struggled to come up with something to say. The best I could do was, "Uh . . . no, I don't."

Tour Talk

Today's stage was pretty straight forward, and my prediction that Mark Cavendish would win the stage proved correct. It was an impressive final sprint. With just over 100 meters to go, Cav was pinned behind a wall of bikes. A rider to his left moved over, leaving a small gap. Cav exploded through it. He streaked past three bike lengths worth of sprinters, including Robbie McEwen in full cry, and won handily.

I realized that I miscounted yesterday, and Barloworld actually has four riders left. However, that's still not much help for Robbie Hunter.

Stage Fourteen: Nīmes to Digne les Bains — 194.5 Kilometers

Tomorrow's stage is a tough one to call. It's listed as a flat stage, but it has a Category 4 climb that tops out a mere 9.5 kilometers from the finish. Bucking the trend, I think this stage will end with a bunch sprint. I don't, however, think Mark Cavendish will fare well up the last hill. He really struggles on the slopes, and it doesn't seem like there will be enough time for him to latch back on. I want to give this one to Thor Hushovd because it seems like a finish that could suit him, but he hasn't been able to get past Oscar Freire for Green Jersey points the last few days. Freire is known for climbing well if it's not the high mountains, so I think I'm going to have to go with him. Oscar Freire, for the win.
 
Sometimes I feel like I'm breathing underwater.