On that course... Although in practice the TT course wasn't as 'flat' as it looked -- it was quite punchy in the end.

Even if you're Tadej Pogacar, it must be hard to watch this on TV and go, "Hell, yeah, no problem, I'd have been winning this."

I'm enjoying the one-day chops of Paul Seixas -- we've had him down as a stage race star for a long time, but he's been so good at everything this year.

I'm not letting my GP manipulate anything. I've seen her typing.

The quote about money laundering was at a weird, huge, rambling hotel in the middle of nowhere in Portugal. "But running a hotel isn't a cash business," I said. "But sticking random extensions onto one is," he said. "Haven't you wondered why your room is 800 square feet and you have three showers?"

Not clear which ear is the problem, which you need to know for that. Hoping it becomes more obvious. And yes, when it started, I honestly thought I was going to die, if not instantly, at least soon.

A forensic accountant once said to me "If you don't understand how a business makes money, it's money laundering." The cycling equivalent is "If you don't understand what a team is doing, it's UCI points."

Ew.

And the guillotine was last used in France in ... 1977. Not publicly -- though would have constituted a unique double-bill with Star Wars.

And interesting to see that public executions are back. Fun fact == the last public hanging at Tyburn in London happened late enough that many of the crowd got there on the Underground.

I've got vertigo. it's an exciting inner ear issue that means I can't stand up unless I hold on to something solid. it is, basically, all the shit bits of being very drunk without any of the upsides. It's like living in a constant world of trying not to look pissed in front of your parents.

Dammit. The joke here was, "Primoz Roglic with his new chest fairing."

Great post-race interviewee as well...

Decomble is under the radar at the moment -- he's really good.

The usual reason.

The usual reason.

Long way to go to match the glory days of the Isreal Start-up Nation pension plan.

Rules clearly specify that the three men ride followed by the three women.

Be fair. "DJ Fat Tony and Princess Olga Romanov" is the most satisfying sentence I've read today. I've no idea what it means, of course.