On Pushing too Hard

This week I have not had too many chances to ride. Monday I rode to work, I suspect because I spent pretty much all of the previous weekend driving back and forth to London Ontario and no saddle time, I pushed way too hard, every single red light I wanted to cough my lungs up because I had no chance to slow down gently.

Of course Tuesday I spent in the Data Centre so I did the ride before that but I was so drained that Wednesday I went home from work early (by car) and slept. I still have not caught up with my sleep but at least I am doing a little better than yesterday. Question, is it possible to be so fatigued that one exhibits all the signs and symptoms of alcohol consumption without drinking anything? I felt drunk with fatigue and I haven't had so much as a millilitre of the good stuff in a week - yes I know, I need a life.

That actually reminds me of a story, once years ago, I got to a police roadblock where they were doing spot checks for drunk drivers. The cop sticks his head in my window (to smell my breath of course) and asks when I last had something to drink. I reply, "a couple weeks ago" and the cop starts laughing at me. Hey at least I earn more than he does, but I bet his job is more exciting than mine (not that I would want the excitement.)

Anyway an annoying thing for me, why is it that Versus no longer shows the Tour, I found a website that does have it, actually there are several, free places to watch and I am looking forward to seeing Schleck clobber Contador, but it would be nice to hear Phil explain why riding in a pace line saves a rider up to 30% the effort of riding alone, even up the side of the Tear My Legs Off mountain. Speaking of which, the boys are climbing what looks like the Col du Soulor in the rain now, after this the Col du Tourmelet and then no more categorized (or HC) climbs until 2011.

A final thought, I've always thought Armstrong was a jerk, but seeing how well Contador behaved the other day when Andy dropped his chain, well I really hope Contador just bonks or cramps completely and Schleck beats Contador by a good three or four minutes. (Am I being mean or does Contador have it coming?)