Grand Tours are a bit of a time black hole. Once you start one, any sense of time gets sucked into the black hole. It’s eat, sleep, race, repeat. At this point in the race, I couldn’t tell you what day of the week it is, but I know that we’re almost at the first rest day of the Tour de France. After over a week of hard racing, I’m looking forward to it. It’s a chance to switch off, get some extra sleep, maybe take a coffee ride with the boys, and catch up with my friends and family.
This is my second Tour de France, and it feels a little more like a formality this time around, like any other race. Last season, when I made my debut, there was so much hype and excitement around it, and I didn’t know so much what to expect. It was a lot to take in. Now that I have my first one done, I wouldn’t say I’m a Tour veteran just yet, but I feel like I’ve got the swing of things and can manage the stresses of the race much more easily.
