It won't have escaped your attention, I'm sure, but the Tour de France begins today. The real thing is here. Forget about the FIFA World Cup for a second, because the world's biggest bike race is here to take over your lives for the next three weeks.
In April every year, I'm convinced that the Classics, the crescendo of the Tour of Flanders and Paris-Roubaix, are the best races of the year. In May, you find some hipsters suggesting that the Giro d'Italia is where it's at. The truth is, however, that nothing beats the Tour de France. July starts, and something changes. It's all I will care about until August, and then it's the Tour de France Femmes avec Zwift. My friends might not get much of me until after that.
