The Tour of Ardèche is probably one of my favorite stage races. The volunteers and organizers are über enthousiastic and the race courses are absolutely breathtaking. And absolutely hilly. Which I like. Half-like. The long and gruelling uphill climbs are AWESOME.
I was most disappointed because as I fought to bridge the huge gaps I made, that were sometimes in the ''minutes'' and not even ''seconds'', I felt in such good form and fitness. I would have rathered to have burnt those matches fighting the race up at the front. Priority number one, get home and get my descending guts back, because they were there once, and I don't know onto which piece of asphalt they got smeared, but I'm getting them back.
I've been in this situation before for other reasons, and whenever I've had a goal that I've been this adament about reaching, I've done it.
I'll be going downhill like nobody's business again. Like Pierre Elliott Trudeau once said, ''...just watch me.''