Ok so it's Day 0 (packing day) and we've already had some drama (soap opera drama to be fair..) first of all after getting off the plane at 6am, promptly picked up by Pete and taxied back down to Upton Scudamore, my bike didn't want to go together for the first time in 5 years and 13 plane journeys - rear mech did a complete wobbler after taking a knock on the flight and my chain was in a weird and wonderful figure 8 which resisted all attempts at disentanglement (is that a word?). It took Pete and I roughly 2 hours to work out that we needed some more serious repair work which was finally sorted when Pete's Wife Marce gifted us with a couple of pearls of her mechanical wisdom (Marce despite your complete lack of bicycle mechanical knowledge that was a touch of the savant...). At the same time we got a call from Adrian (Bruv Senior) letting the team know that his left quad had spontaneously exploded in his sleep and he could barely lift his leg!!! Needless to say we were extremely concerned at the thought of being a man down and waited with bated breath for news. We finally received an eagerly awaited call and were greatly relieved to hear that despite the messy explosion there was no muscle damage, albeit possibly some slight bruising - it was all starting to sound to be more likely attributed to some last minute nerves at the task ahead, rather than spontaneous human meltdown ( I know I will pay for these comments at some stage this week).
Anyway after a 30 mile ride today with the Westbury Wheelers to get the legs moving and check the bike out, we stopped for a couple of Amber beverages and are now (several hours later and after watching a very eventful start to the Tour De France!) finishing off with a nice bottle of Barolo - hydration looks to be all sorted for tomorrow. Should pack my tiny backpack really but my excuse is jet lag - I'll probably be awake at 4am tomorrow so I'll pack then!
Over to you Pete!
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