It's Nice To Win. I'll Never Win

If You Go To Wikipedia And You Look At The Tour De France, There's This Huge Block In World War One With No Winners, And There's Another Block In World War Two. And Then It Seems Like There's Another World War.

Life To Me Is A Series Of False Limits And My Challenge As An Athlete Is To Explore Those Limits

A Bike Ride. Yes, That's It! A Simple Bike Ride. It's What I Love To Do And Most Days I Can't Believe They Pay Me To Do It. A Day Is Not The Same Without It.

Suffering, I Was Beginning To Think, Was Essential To A Good Life, And As Inextricable From Such A Life As Bliss. It’s A Great Enhancer. It Might Last A Minute, But Eventually It Subsides, And When It Does, Something Else Takes Its Place, And Maybe That Thing Is A Great Space. For Happiness. Each Time I Encountered Suffering, I Believed That I Grew, And Further Defined My Capacities – Not Just My Physical Ones, But My Interior Ones As Well, For Contentment, Friendship, Or Any Other Human Experience.

I Guess If I Looked At It From An Athletic Standpoint, I Don't Really Need To Win Another Tour. Seven Tours For Me Was A Dream, Six Broke The Record, So That Eight Doesn't Really Mean Much.