Le Tour comes to London

The tour weekend started on Friday night for Al and I. After far too many post work beers, we took in the prologue course at 10pm. Hammering around the course, including dodging traffice, pedestrians and security guards, we did it in around 20 minutes. Minus the lachie handicap (we subtracted a conservative 5 minutes for me getting lost, not knowing we were on the course and doing a bit of sight seeing when we should have been hammering it) we did it in around 15 minutes.

Saturday saw us watching the professionals tear up the track in half the time we did, making us feeling pretty small.

Sunday was a hungover ride down to Greenwich, perched high on top an unsteady bus shelter to watch the peleton pass by. Then later, we almost passed out trying our luck on the cycle fitness testing tent. Only to watch an old timer step up to the plate and smash Crazy and I.  Ouch.