2015 Giro stage 17

After yesterday’s summit finish at Aprica, Andrea and I sat in traffic for a good while (though it was child’s play by Tour de France traffic standards). In order to reach Lugano, Switzerland, we pretty much drove the stage 17 race route and our jaws were on the floor the entire way, admiring the stunning mountains and gorgeous lakes along the way.

 

Since we were planning to catch the sprint finish in the afternoon, we visited a nearby chocolate factory. Normally, I wouldn’t think of going anywhere other than straight to the finish line, but the Giro has been so laid back that we were confident we could play tourist for the morning and still have a prime view of the arrival.

 

There was a small museum inside, roughly sketching how a cocoa bean becomes more familiar chocolate and displaying a few antique chocolate-related accessories.

 

We were both pretty underwhelmed by the factory. It was very small and there were just a few conveyor belts to look at. I think I was hoping for something a little more along the lines of “I Love Lucy” but everything seemed to be running smoothly and efficiently. How un-funny.

 

So back to the center of Lugano to head to the finish line. After traveling along the shores of Lake Como (and through a surprising number of long, dark tunnels), the route brought the peloton to Lugano where the finish was along the spectacular lakefront.

 

Five hours flies by when you can stare at the mountains and lake in one direction and watch the final preparations at the finish gantry in the other.

 

Andrea went to get find us some lunch and grab our Canadian flags while I was left to guard our spot. As you can see, it didn’t require much effort on my part.

 

Retired from the pro peloton since 1987, former Giro winner, hour record holder, and World Champion, Francesco Moser, was on hand as part of a corporate ride which, due to our nearly nonexistent Italian, may or may not have also been some kind of fund raiser or charity event.

 

Not until about 40k to go did the announcers start giving periodic race updates. There was a 3 man break which never got more than a couple of minutes ahead of the peloton. After mucking up the time gap too many times already in the race, the sprinters’ teams were not taking any chances on their last shot at a stage victory before Milan.

 

With 20-odd K to go, Adam Hansen, Patrick Gretsch, and Darwin Atapuma escaped the peloton. They weren’t far up the road before Tom-Jelte Slagter and Philippe Gilbert caught them, shortly after which Luca Paolini made the duo a trio. But with the handful of remaining sprinters desperate for a win, the doomed escapees were reabsorbed and the predicted bunch sprint began to take shape. Lampre’s Sacha Modolo was clearly ahead of the field and despite their efforts, Giacomo Nizzolo and Luka Mezgec couldn’t catch the Italian, who claimed his second win of the Grand Tour. A consolation prize for Nizzolo is that he will wear the red jersey in stage 18 after nabbing finish line points and overtaking Elia Viviani.

 

No changes to the GC top 10.

Ryder Hesjedal & Davide Formolo

Tom-Jelte Slagter & Giovani Visconti

Marcus Burghardt, Fumiyuki Beppu, & Adam Hansen

Luca Paolini

 

An excited Modolo prepared to receive his champagne bottle.

 

As for stage 18, the riders can expect a relatively flat first 120k with the occasional lump before they face Monte Olongo, a 10.4k climb with an average gradient of 9% and maxes out at 13% near the base. There’s a little more climbing to follow but then 10k of descending before a relatively flat final 5k into Verbania to finish off the 170 kilometers. With major climbs also scheduled for Friday and Saturday, I hope the peloton appreciated today’s short and mostly flat stage.

 

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2015 Giro stage 16

With about 68 kilometers of categorized climbing (maxing at 18%!) in a 174 kilometer stage, I imagine that yesterday’s rest day was a distant memory when the peloton woke up this morning and looked at the route.

 

Standing near the summit of the 14k long Aprica climb, Andrea and I had no updates about the race so we entertained ourselves by making blind guesses about who would be in the break and what the gap would be. She predicted Ryder Hesjedal would be among those in the break and I guessed they’d have about 6 minutes. When the head-of-the-race car came by shortly after with an update for the crowd, we were tickled to learn that Hesjedal was among the 8 or so riders in the break with a 1:55 advantage. We eagerly waited for the break to round the corner and discovered that in the few minutes since the update, the Canadian had attacked the group and was now riding solo!

 

A strong chase group didn’t want to let Hesjedal get too far up the road.

 

Thus far in the Giro, Aru’s Astana has typically been at the front, chasing down breaks and protecting their leader, while Tinkoff has looked weaker and less organized as a team, though Contador has ridden strongly. Today, though, the neon yellow kits lead the chase up Aprica, on the first of two laps featuring the climb.

 

Aru was tucked in further back and with just a few teammates, rather than his usual full squad.

 

Our side of the climb was populated but not crowded. The other side of the street was, well, less populated.

 

The broom wagon shadowed Lampre’s Gang Xu. The Chinese rider would abandon the race before the stage’s end.

 

Most of the spectators cleared out after the first lap while we took the opportunity to properly hang up a couple of Canadians flags in case Hesjedal was still clear of his rivals on the second and final lap. We pieced together information overheard from the Italians behind us that Astana’s Mikel Landa, winner of stage 15, had gone clear and that Kruijswijk and Contador were together while Aru lagged behind. What we didn’t know was that when Contador had suffered a mechanical, Astana had attacked the maglia rosa, a very surprising move in a sport that prides itself on its sense of sportsmanship. Given that Contador literally rode up a mountain with a broken leg at the 2014 Tour de France, it suddenly seems obvious that of course Contador would be able to chase back to the leaders, which is precisely what he did.

 

When the motorcycles and helicopter approached for the final time, Landa was still solo and on his way to back-to-back stage wins.

 

Thirty eight seconds later, Kruijswijk gritted his teeth and crossed the finish line with a relaxed looking Contador.

 

Just over 2 minutes later, Andrey Amador and Yuri Trofimov finished. The Costa Rican slipped one spot in GC to 4th while the Russian climbed a spot to 5th.

 

Just behind the pair was Hesjedal, riding alone as he had for much of the afternoon. You can usually find Hesjedal riding towards the back of the bunch, just where he likes it, but as a result of his aggressive riding in the break aways over the last 2 weeks, he jumped from 13th to 10th on GC.

 

A struggling Aru, the man tipped to be Contador’s main rival for pink, not only finished the stage nearly 3 minutes down, he dropped on GC from 2nd to 3rd after his own teammate took the stage and moved up another place.

 

Leo Konig, the new Sky leader after Porte abandoned after a disastrous stage 15,  led in a small group of riders. The Czech rider remains in the top 10.

 

Every couple of minutes, another handful of riders would round the corner and climb for a few hundred meters more towards the finish line.

 

The course soon hosted two-way traffic as riders staying in Aprica made the short descent to their hotels.

 

Another group rolled in.

 

Astana and Cannondale Garmin shepherded about 40 riders in over half an hour after Landa claimed victory.

 

Chad Haga, tossing a water bottle.

 

Sprinter Elia Viviani finished with Alan Marongoni and Alexander Porsev, maintaing the red jersey by 5 points over fellow Italian Giacomo Nizzolo. Benat Intxausti, however, finally handed over the KOM jersey after Kruijswijk’s continuous work in break after break earned the Dutch rider a 1 point lead over the Basque climber.

 

On Wednesday, the riders are treated to the shortest stage (excluding the TTT and TT) of the Giro’s 98th edition. As it’s relatively flat, the few surviving sprinters will be keen to grab the stage and justify suffering on today’s stage.

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2015 Giro stage 15

Three categorized climbs over a 165 kilometer route awaited the peloton ahead of the rest day. Even though the stage started in the town where we spent the night, Andrea and I were more interested in seeing the riders do what they do best–ride!–rather than just make small talk and gather autographs, so we put our fate in the hands of the satnav and eventually ended up at La Fricca. The first categorized climb of the day stretched just shy of 10 kilometers with an average gradient of 5.6%. We scouted the climb and discovered a fantastic place where we’d be able to see the whole spectacle approach us.

 

While we waited for the Giro, the weather gods gave everyone a break and actually let the sun shine for awhile. After yesterday, when it rained so hard at the TT that I got a text shortly after the race from photographer friends who’d seen me shivering at the end of the stage asking if I was ok, this was a welcome change!

 

Right on time, the crowd began to murmur and point off into the distance as the first riders were spotted.

 

Giovani Visconti and Ilnur Zakarin led the charge with KOM Benat Intxausti not far behind.

Zakarin & Visconti

Intxausti

 

Four chasers were a few seconds down the road, followed closely by the peloton en masse led by Tinkoff Saxo.

The maglia rosa & maglia bianca at the front of the bunch

 

Knowing KOM points awaited him a few kilometers up the road, Intxausti bridged to his teammate and Zakarin.

 

The trio had a handful of seconds on the peloton.

 

A Nippo Fantini rider stumbled going up one of the steeper sections and got a push from a teammate to get going again.

 

Intxausti wanted to increase his 8 point lead in the blue jersey classification over Simon Geschke.

 

The cooperative chasers were quickly being hunted down by the peloton.

Mikel Nieve, Esteban Chaves, Franco Pellizotti, & Carlos Betancur

Pellizotti & Betancur

Not a surprise to see Tinkoff setting tempo on the front.

Contador back in the maglia rosa after yesterday’s TT

Astana looking after Aru, who started the stage 2:28 behind Contador

Spanish champion Ion Izaguirre and former Colombian champion Darwin Atapuma

Rigoberto Uran (center) moved up to 4th place after the TT

2012 Giro champion Ryder Hesjedal (center) is stage hunting after seeing his GC chances disappear

Jurgen Van Den Broeck has had an unspectacular first half of the Giro but catapulted into the top 5 with a strong TT

After much speculation, Richie Porte (center) started stage 15 after a rash of bad luck saw him lose tremendous time

 

While Tinkoff’s pace was no where near blistering, it was enough to string out the peloton and cause some noticeable suffering only 60k into the stage.

Axel Domont & Davide Villella

After wearing the KOM jersey earlier, Simon Geschke found himself over 30 points down and in third place in the blue jersey classification at the end of the stage.

Former Brazilian champion Murilo Fischer

 

Suffering from a knee injury and struggling on the early climb, Tom Danielson would later be forced to abandon the race, having finished 7 of the 13 Grand Tours he has participated in over his career.

Bernie Eisel

A tough day in the saddle for this Androni rider

Marcus Burghardt

 

Bringing up the rear, Fabio Silvestre received a very sticky bottle.

 

With the peloton on its way to Madonna di Campiglio, Andrea and I drove back to catch the rest of the stage on TV. As expected, Contador put more time into his Italian rival after snatching intermediate bonus seconds and launching attacks Aru visibly struggled to follow. As Porte can attest, anything can happen in the Giro, but Contador looks like he will continue to distance himself from Aru after tomorrow’s rest day.

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2015 Giro stage 14 Time Trial

It’s great to see how all of the town deck themselves out in pink to celebrate the Giro, but it’s been wonderful to see so many remembrances of Wouter Weylandt who died while racing in the Giro. This particular one was done in post-it notes on a garage door.

Wouter Weylandt 1984-2011

 

Fans clubs have been turning up to celebrate many of the Italians on the pro-continental teams.

 

It was yet another rain soaked day at the Giro. I didn’t even bother to get out my regular camera and instead used my waterproof one that I usually only save for the beach!

Tom Stamsnijder of Giant Alpecin

 

All but the last 20 or so cyclists will set off individually at one minute intervals. Here Bert De Backer and Jussi Veikkanen approach the finish line just about equal even though De Backer started nearly 2 minutes ahead of Veikkanen.

Bert De Backer and Jussi Veikkanen finish side by side. Are those grimaces or smiles?

 

Predictably, Greipel, Boonen, and Matthews abandoned the race overnight. From here on out, there’s not much point for the sprinters to kill themselves hauling their bulky bodies over enormous mountains. Just a handful of the fast men have decided to stick around.

Moreno Hofland of Lotto Jumbo

Elia Viviani of Team Sky wearing the red kit of the sprint leader

Luka Mezgec won the final stage of the 2014 Giro in Milan

 

For a good chunk of the riders today, the goal was simply to limit their loses or to conserve energy to help their leaders in the upcoming mountain stages.

Alan Marongoni

Caleb Fairly

Kevin Reza

Janier Acevedo

American TT specialist Chad Haga was too fast for me and my camera, slotting into 2nd place provisionally behind Luke Durbridge and ultimately finishing 19th on the stage

Tobias Ludvigsson

 

Vasil Kiryienka, the stone faced Belarusian of Team Sky, thundered up and down the course, setting new best times at every intermediate time check and landed himself in the hot seat with the overall fastest time of  1:17:52. With many of the stage favorites and GC contenders yet to finish, he waited to see if his time would hold up.

Kiryienka averaged 45.771kph over the 59.4k course

Brent Bookwalkter

Adam Hansen

Jesus Herrada

French TT champion, Sylvain Chavanel

Simon Clarke

Benat Intxausti in the blue KOM kit

Diego Ulissi

Carlos Betancur has ridden aggressively in the Giro

I was cheering for Ryder Hesjedal and kind of forgot to take a decent photo

Amael Moinard

Richie Porte’s goal of landing on the top step in Milan never seems to have gotten off the ground and the Aussie TT champion bled more time today

There was huge support for Davide Formolo on the road today as the Italian rider borrowed the best young rider kit from race leader Fabio Aru

Costa Rica’s Andrey Amador has enjoyed a great Giro so far and today leapfrogged in the GC from 8th to 3rd place after a strong TT

Colombian TT champion Rigoberto Uran went from 6th to 4th on GC after stage 14

 

With just a few riders still out on the road, Kiryienka’s victory was pretty much wrapped up. Contador, while riding strongly, wasn’t going to touch Kiryienka’s time, though he was succeeding in his primary objective of putting time into Fabio Aru.

Alberto Contador managed to pass Mikel Landa who had set out 3 minutes ahead of the Spaniard

Landa, one of Aru’s right hand men, slid from 3rd to 7th in GC after a mediocre TT

 

Aru started the TT with 19 seconds advantage on Contador. When the rising Italian star crossed the finish line, he had lost the maglia rosa and 2:28 to Contador.

Fabio Aru in the maglia rosa

 

Today was a painful day for Aru, but the Giro isn’t over yet. With a series of demanding mountain stages still to go, Tinkoff and Astana are sure to continue their tug-of-war all the way to Milan.

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2015 Giro stage 13

My first two days at the Giro were sweating-in-the-shade hot. Now that I’ve left and returned to the race, it doesn’t look like the heat is going to be a problem anymore. Except perhaps its lack thereof.

 

It was another soggy day for the peloton as the sign on got underway in Montecchio Maggiore in the shadow of a gorgeous stone church and clock tower.

 

Many of the riders seemed understandably weary of spending yet another afternoon riding in the rain, even if the profile was pancake flat. I had my Giro banner at the ready, but couldn’t bring myself to ask too many of them for autographs today. The Italian man behind me, however, felt differently and hollered at several of the compatriots to come over, much to my chagrin.

Stig Broeckx of Lotto Soudal

Rick Zabel of BMC

 

There aren’t many sprint stages in the 98th edition of the Giro so riders like Andre Greipel and Michael Matthews were looking to nab another win while Luka Mezgec and Moreno Hofland were among those hoping to take the first stage for their teams.

Greipel of Lotto Soudal

 

While the peloton queued up ahead of the neutral start, a pair of Italians took a moment to catch up.

Luca Paolini with two time world champion, Paolo Bettini

The peloton

 

Our original plan for the stage was just to catch the sign on, so Andrea and I had nothing to lose by driving east to Jesolo in hopes of catching the arrival. The rental car’s Garmin got us there with plenty of time to spare and even entertained us along the way by butchering the names of all the roads.

In the final kilometer

 

We walked the last chunk of the course and, even though there weren’t that many spectators on the course, everyone had their massive umbrellas up, so our best bet was to watch the final 40k on the podium screen where we could see the riders about 50 meters after crossing the finish line. My money was on Greipel for today, though I was rooting for Mezgec, and Andrea thought Matthews would pull it off. We watched as the sprint teams lined up their trains and jockeyed with the GC teams for position. The kilometers ticked down when CRASH! At 3.2k to go, a touch of wheels near the front brought a Trek rider and 1 or 2 others to a screeching halt. The crash worked itself from the far left side towards the right side of the road until it blocked most of the road and several had to ride on the grassy shoulder. The Trek rider was down for the count and a Lotto Jumbo rider didn’t get up in a hurry. Meanwhile, the surviving sprinters carried on. Lampre dominated with a handful of riders to pull for Sacha Modolo who took his second stage win of the season.

Giacomo Nizzolo continued to accelerate as Modolo slowed to celebrate his victory

Andrea and I both got it wrong: Matthews was 14th and Greipel 13th

 

Four seconds later, the first bunch sped by. Fabio Aru had lost Alberto Contador in the crash chaos and put essential time into the Spaniard.

Aru will swap the white jersey for the GC leader’s maglia rosa tomorrow

 

Contador had to swap bikes with a teammate because of the crash and consequently, for the first time in his career, has lost the leader’s jersey for the first after assuming it. He now lies in second place, 19 seconds behind Aru.

Contador knew he’d lost time and slipped in the GC as he sprinted for the line

 

The rain had more or less stopped before the finish, but the damage had been done. The slick road took its victims and the tired and mud caked riders, many of whom were simply shaking their heads to no one in particular, just seemed relieved to be done for the day.

Silvan Dillier, Philippe Gilbert, and Amael Moinard of BMC

Tom-Jelte Slagter of Cannondale Garmin

A nonplussed Paolini alongside a displeased Davide Montaguti

 

After being penalized 2 minutes earlier in the week due to an apparently illegal wheel swap, Richie Porte’s GC campaign is now totally dead as he finished over 2 minutes down. The Aussie was held up by the crash and finished the race on teammate Vasil Kiryienka’s bike. The Belarusian towers over the diminutive Porte, which explains why Porte looked so terribly awkward.

Porte was forced to stand as he couldn’t reach the pedals if he sat

 

Unsure of how the final sprint had played out, many riders paused to watch the replay on the podium screen.

Esteban Chaves and Simon Clarke of Orica GreenEdge

 

Ripped kits and bloodied bodies revealed who had been taken down in the crash.

Darwin Atapuma hit the deck

 

Eugenio Alafaci was the last rider to finish today. He was the rider who had first slammed onto the pavement in the late crash. It looks like his collarbone is broken, in which case he’ll be out of commission for about 6 weeks.

Always impressive to see a crashed rider finish

 

Spectators (and their umbrellas) began to flood the finish area once they realized there would be treated to a double dose of Italian success.

Modolo…sort of

 

The one bright spot of Aru earning the leader’s jersey is that Davide Formolo will borrow the white jersey for stage 14.

Give yourself 10 points if you can spot Aru receiving the maglia rosa

 

With just 19 seconds between Contador and Aru, tomorrow’s 59.4k time trial promises to be an important stage.

 

Today’s 7 autographs (including 2 duplicates) came from 4 Axel Dumont, 8 Davide Montaguti, 84 Heinrich Haussler, 142 Matteo Busato, 152 Janier Acevedo, 154 Andre Cardoso, and 192 Bernie Eisel.

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So…how’d it go?

It was a busy couple of days leading up to the Aix half Ironman…

 

  • My poor coach was far more stressed than I was. He dropped off a couple of things shortly before I left Spain for France. As we talked, I was my usual happy-but-deadpan self while he was like a proud and nervous parent leaving a child at university for the first time.
  • Getting my bike on the train to Aix was a near disaster when the ticket agent said I wasn’t allowed to bring an unboxed bike onboard. Fortunately I speak enough Spanish that I convinced them it would be fine if I just removed the wheels. I also mentioned (repeatedly) that it was my birthday!

 

  • I had assembled an international, 4 person cheerleading squad to join me for the weekend and, since I hadn’t seen 3 of them in months and years, it was great to hang out together again.
  • It took awhile to methodically organize all of my gear into the appropriate transition bags, affix race numbers on my bike and helmet and number tattoos on my leg and arm.

 

 

  • After exchanging emails for a few months, Kay and I finally got to meet in person. A fellow Canadian temporarily working in France, she has several half and full Ironman tris under her belt, so it was really nice to be able to bounce a few questions off of her and to have a buddy alongside to scout out the swim course.

 

 

There was just one thing left to do. Race!

 

I was awake before my alarm went off at 4:28 am, partly because I generally wake up before my alarm anyway and also because my coach had wisely advised me to get in the habit of rising early so that come race day, my body would be accustomed to rising and eating breakfast hours before sunrise.

 

I hopped on the shuttle that would take me the twenty-odd kilometers out of town for the swim. The bike transition area was full of athletes double and triple checking their gear, going through their pre-race rituals, and queueing for the port-a-potties.

 

I found Kay among the 2,500 triathletes. We donned our wetsuits and headed off to the swim start together.

 

I wasn’t sure what the water temperature would be so I was really pleased when I plunged a foot in the lake and discovered it was mild. My wetsuit keeps the bulk of my body warm and buoyant, but I can think of at least one training session this spring where the water was so cold, it felt like daggers on my face and I could hardly feel my fingers and toes. I went through my warm up swim and then stood onshore. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and mentally ran through the race from start to finish. Ok, I think I’m ready. Hmmm, wait, why are there so many people just standing in the water? Oh, they’re peeing! Good idea! So I waded in up to my waist just to be polite and watched as a couple hundred peeing people tried not to make eye contact with anyone. Now I was ready!

 

The announcer said it was time to make our way to the start corrals. The professional women would start the swim in the water, while the non pro women like me would start on the beach at the same time. Every 5 minutes after, a wave of men would start. Kay and I wished each other good luck and then quickly lost sight of each other. Just enough time for one more deep breath and then an ear splitting air horn sounded the race start!

 

I had lined up close to the front so I only took about two steps before I was swimming. The 1.9 kilometer course was more or less an upside down U. I know a lot of people hate the swim and really struggle with it mentally, but I really enjoy it. I count the entire time which not only keeps my left brained self happily occupied, it keeps me roughly informed as to how far I’ve swum. I breath every third stroke, so on the first stroke I count the breath number, the second stroke is “and,” while the third stroke counts which set of hundred meters I’m currently working towards completing. So this is the soundtrack in my head:

(Breath. Stroke.) 1…

(Stroke.) …and…

(Stroke.) …100…

(Breath. Stroke.) 2…

(Stroke.) …and…

(Stroke.) …100…

In the pool, it’s usually in the neighborhood of 36 breaths for 100 meters, so I round up to 40 breaths while in open water in case I am not swimming in a perfectly straight line. And when I reach the 1,000 meter set, I switch it so that rather than say “1,000” which is way too many syllables to keep my rhythm, I say “K!” (there’s even the exclamation mark in my head). I’ve discovered that I can do most anything in life so long as I have some sort of rhythm, so even if this makes no sense to you, dear reader, or if it sounds miserably tedious to just be counting for such a long time, this system is not only what keeps me going, I actually find it really enjoyable!

 

If you’ve never watched an open water swim before, it’s kind of mesmerizing to see so many little neon swim caps poking out of the water alongside windmilling arms. It sort of looks like creatures popping out of the sea trying to catch neon balls but with no success. In no time, I found myself swimming alongside another woman and we matched each other stroke for stroke to the point where we accidentally bonked the other on the head or mashed arms from time to time. I kept to my rhythm and made sure to poke my head up every third or so breath (more counting! Hizzah!) to check for landmarks and see make sure I was swimming as straight a line as possible. I rounded the first turn and after a few more strokes, made the second right hand turn. I bridged to the pack ahead of me and saved some energy by drafting off of them. I got really confused when I realized I was only a couple hundred meters shy of finishing the swim. Surely it can’t be done already? I’m not even tired! Not even a little! But the swim finish was indeed fast approaching so I started to properly kick my legs in order to get the blood pumping so I wouldn’t stumble over when it was time to switch from horizontal to vertical. Swimmers on either side of me were tripping as they struggled to maintain their balance or stood up too soon. I ignored them and stood up only when the water was too shallow to swim, bypassing all of the helpers offering a hand to keep the exiting swimmers steady.

 

There was a steep ramp and then a surprisingly long run to get to the transition area (T1). There were some spectators along the path (my cheerleaders were no doubt still tucked away in their beds) just standing and staring as we swimmers began to shed our wetsuits, goggles, and swim caps. Spectators just standing there? No, no, this would not do. My general feeling is if I’m watching someone do something athletic, I should be cheering just as hard as they are working. So when I’m doing something athletic, I’m going to make the spectators cheer for me! This I achieve with lots of arm waving and shouting.

 

I was in high spirits arriving in T1 where I found my bag and threw on my bike gear. I had no clue how long the swim had taken me, but there were lots of others in the T1 area so I figured I was safely in the middle of pack. In January, I did a swim test and my projected time for 1.9k was about 44 minutes. Four months later, I thought I could do the swim in about 40 minutes and my coach said 38. As I wheeled my bike on to the course, I saw the time and realized I had done the swim in about 36 minutes!

 

All around me, fancy bike computers chirped to life. I opt for a more old school style of racing and had strapped my cheap digital watch to my handlebars which allowed me to know what time it was and nothing more. (Actually, I’d love a nice bike computer, I just haven’t gotten around to researching them yet!) Basic for sure, but it was enough to help me remember to drink every 10 minutes and eat every 20 minutes.

 

The 90.1k course was just as beautiful as when my coach and I had made a long day trip the month before to ride it. The only difference was instead of cars, I was now sharing the road with triathletes. Plenty of riders passed me in the first 20 or 30k but I had expected this. The bike was my weakest of the 3 disciplines and the plan was for me to ignore everyone else and just stick to my pace. Drafting wasn’t allowed, but the road was so packed with riders that it was absolutely impossible to keep 10 meters distance.

 

I hit the first of the 3 climbs sooner than I’d expected and even managed to pass 1 or 2 riders. I checked in with myself and realized I felt really good, no fatigue at all from the swim, and my legs felt fresh. I had been riding conservatively so I picked up the pace and, about halfway through the ride, I started to pass other riders! I reached the second climb and was still enjoying myself. I even remembered to let lose the odd, “WAHOOOO!” on a couple of the descents. The final climb was only about 2k but it was the steepest of the day, maxing out around 10%. Just as I hit the bottom, I heard an enthusiastic, “Go, Kathryn, go!” as Kay rode past me. She is a much stronger cyclist so she didn’t stick around for long, but it was great to see her riding so well. (I also spotted a rider fully decked out in an AG2R time trial skinsuit: booties, helmet, the whole 9 yards!) I slowly made my way up the climb, marvelling at the panoramic view. I’m not kidding, I was riding so slowly that as other riders passed me, they’d shout “Allez, allez!” to me! They probably thought I was really hurting when in fact, I just don’t yet have the leg strength to bury myself that deeply. But no bother, I always appreciate a little encouragement! From here, it was a few more rolling Ks into Aix. I had hoped to do the ride in under 4:00 and had finished in it about 3:47 in the recon. My trusty digital watch said I was looking at about 3:39 and, better still, my legs felt great and ready for the half marathon!

 

I spotted my cheerleaders just as I rounded the final corner and dismounted my bike. I ran as fast as my bike shoes would let me and grabbed my T2 bag. All I had to do was change my socks, shoes, grab my race belt, and put on a hat, so this was a faster transition than T1. Almost without even realizing it, I was already on the run course: 4 laps through town and a park with a couple of short hills that my legs would no doubt notice.

 

The first lap went really well and I ran it strongly and consistently. I spotted Kay and found my friends on the course. Even if I slowed down a little, I was still on pace for a half marathon PR! But then lap 2 happened. My legs still felt great but my bladder didn’t. On the bike, I had kept myself well hydrated so it was only natural that I’d have to pee but I couldn’t find a port-a-potty! I was forced to slow down as my bladder yelled at me and because the course went through the center of town and a park filled with picnicking families, there was no where to grab a moment’s privacy (meanwhile I ran by dozens of guys standing with their backs to the course, doing what I wished to do most at that moment. Not fair.) Near the end of lap 2, I finally found a port-a-potty and was back on the course as quickly as possible but it took until lap 4 for my body to feel normal again. My shot at a PR was gone but I was still on pace to go under 2:00, which had been the goal all along. My form was definitely falling apart as I started to hunch my shoulders and lean forward at the waist, but I was still having a blast. My friends had split up and spread themselves around the course, screaming like maniacs every time I approached.

 

The kilometers on the run weren’t marked, which drove me more than a little crazy, but I was determined to run the last few Ks as fast as I could. I lengthened my strike, corrected my form, and picked off runners all around me. Coming in to the final stretch, I had to weave my way around slower runners as the road got ever narrower, overflowing with spectators. I had to put on the brakes a couple times to avoid barreling into athletes and spectators alike, but I opened up into a full sprint with about 150 meters to go. Or what I thought was 150 meters to go! It was really more like 300 meters as the narrow finish line wrapped around a seemingly never-ending roundabout. The guy in front of me was easing up well before the finish line, but I was still going full gas and just managed to avoid plowing into him as I crossed the line in 1:56!

 

And that was it. Done. Months of training boiled down to 6:22:27 on a Sunday morning in France. Can’t wait to do it again.

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2015 Giro stage 2

Welcome to the seaside town of Albenga, host to the Giro's stage 2 start.

 

I was impressed by the size of the crowd by 9:30 am. The square was packed up to six people deep!

 

There was standard pre sign on entertainment: bike tricks,…

 

…the obligatory group of local school kids,…

 

…and a gaggle of old timey bikes and kits.

 

The publicity caravan came and went, leaving a wake of happily dazed people clutching their new treasures and wondering what exactly each little trinket was.

 

Once the caravan had gone, so had most of the crowd!

 

Whoever is wearing the maglia rosa on May 31 in Milan will take home this trophy, which is displayed every morning by an insanely tall woman wearing dangerously high heels. It is, of course, an impressive feat to earn the trophy, but it's also pretty damn impressive she is able to carry it so gracefully while sashaying on an uneven ground and managing to walk up a short flight of stairs to the podium without tripping on the hem of her dress and face planting.

 

One of the announcers displayed the sign on sheet the 197 riders would use. Typically 198 riders start a Grand Tour, but you'll notice the small X near the lower left corner indicating that George Bennett will not be riding.

 

Alessandro Petacchi spoke to the press.

 

 

Hubert Dupont, the first rider to sign on.

 

Mauro Finetto.

 

While the big picture of any given race is the same–race bikes and the first one over the finish line wins–the details can vary tremendously from one race to another. I'm not sure I've seen a pro race rack the bikes like this before. This is how bikes are typically racked in triathlons to facilitate speedy transitions.

 

BMC's Amael Moinard and Philippe Gilbert sign on.

 

A huge roar for Fabio Aru.

 

Esteban Chaves and Darwin Atapuma: competitors on the bike, friends and Colombians off. (Note: they are, in fact, still Colombians when they're on the bike.)

 

It didn't take long for the sign on area to get congested.

 

Andre Greipel.

 

Orica started the day with the pink and white jerseys. With today expected to be a sprint finish, will Michael Matthews take them both at the end of the day?

 

Jesus Herrada.

 

Because it is what I do, I had my marker and banner ready to collect autographs. By now so many of the rides know me, even if it's just as “that crazy Canadian girl who keeps showing up,” that many of them automatically come over to sign or to have a chat. It tickles me to know that they recognize me just as easily as I recognize them, even if I've only been to one other race since last September.

 

Bardiani CSF.

 

Most of the big names waited until the last minute before signing on while other riders made their way to the start line. Below: Brent Bookwalter and Amael Moinard.

 

Davide Formolo.

 

Marcus Burghardt.

 

Davide Malacarne and Jerome Pineau share a moment.

 

High 5s from Fabio Aru.

 

The streets were lined with spectators to send the riders off.

 

The neutral zone took the riders on a long loop through the town. I thought I could probably catch the peloton if I hustled up the road. When I turned away from the start, my jaw fell as I saw the crowd! No wonder they left after the publicity caravan, they had all gone to secure their spots on the course! While this was going to make things tricky for me, it made me so happy to see everyone had come out to support the Giro.

 

Some urban bushwhacking was required on my part.

 

I never get tired of this sight: the colorful peloton flowing like water around the curves.

 

Today's 22 autographs came from: 3 Carlos Betancour, 5 Hubert Dupont, 7 Hugo Houle, 18 Serghei Tsvetcov, 41 Philippe Gilbert, 42 Darwin Atapuma, 62 Tom Boonen, 74 Murilo Fischer, 77 Kevin Reza, 84 Heinrich Haussler, 103 Stig Broeckx, 105 Adam Hansen, 118 Dayer Quintana, 145 Mauro Finetto, 155 Tom Danielson, 161 Luka Mezgec, 165 Simon Geschke, 166 Chad Haga, 169 Tom Stamsnijder, 175 Sergey Lagutin, 192 Bernie Eisel, and 207 Mick Rogers.

 

At this early point in the race, I must call a time out and step away from the Giro but I will rejoin the peloton all the way to Milan by the end of next week with my Canadian flag, assorted permanent markers, a friend, and (if the Spanish mail system is playing nice) my cowbell!

 

 

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2015 Giro stage 1 TTT

After scoping out the course in the morning and realizing that the finish line was well fenced off, I stayed put at my spot a little under 700 meters to go. With this sharp left hand turn, I figured I'd have a great vantage.

 

Lampre was first to roll down the start ramp. They were not expected to pose a threat today.

 

Hugo Houle led AG2R.

 

Carlos Betancour.

 

Androni Gaicattoli.

 

Astana posted a strong time and became the early race leaders.

 

Nippo-Vini Fantini.

 

Trek.

 

Bardiani CSF.

 

Philippe Gilbert and BMC.

 

Left: Brent Bookwalter.

 

Looking for a solid ride to place GC hopeful Richie Porte in the ranks, Sky fell 14 seconds short of Astana

 

Left: Porte.

 

Rigoberto Uran and Etixx-Quick Step. They fell six seconds short of besting the Kazakh team.

 

Giant Alpecin.

 

Simon Geschke.

 

IAM led by Sylvain Chavanel.

 

Heinrich Haussler.

 

Movistar's Jesus Herrada.

 

Dayer Quintana, younger brother of the 2014 Giro winner.

 

Southeast.

 

CCC.

 

Having won the TTT at the 2014 Giro exactly one year ago today, Orica was the team to beat. I didn't have a stopwatch, but you could tell the Australian squad was absolutely flying!

 
Esteban Chaves could barely hang on to the wheel in front of him as they pushed the pace and beat Astan by a full thirteen seconds!

 

With just six teams left to finish, things were looking good for Orica.

 

Lotto Jumbo.

 

Lotto Soudal.

 

Katusha (and an impressive tan line).

 

Tinkoff was the only team on the road who looked like they could possibly challenge Orica, but even they were seven seconds too slow.

 

Cannondale Garmin just didn't quite have it today. Below: Ryder Hesjedal.

 

Alan Marangoni.

 

Nate Brown.

 

FDJ was the only team still on the road and there was no way they were on track to beat Orica! The podium belonged to the Aussie squad!

 

Simon Gerrans has probably wanted to forget his 2015, which has been plagued by injuries and crashes until recently, but that changed today. As the first rider to cross the finish line, he earned the race leader's maglia rosa.

 

Team sprinter Michael Matthews received the white jersey as the best young rider.

 

Orica returned to the stage one last time to be named the best team.

 

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2015 Giro stage 1 TTT practice

A beautiful morning in Sanremo to get the Giro kicked off.

 

Today's 17.6km team time trial began in San Lorenzo and much of the course was on a narrow bike path. Local cyclists and joggers made use of the bike path this morning ahead of the pros.

 

The finish area, abuzz with activity.

 

The course was eventually closed to pedestrians and teams had the opportunity to finally ride it from start to finish without having to worry about plowing into pedestrians.

 
Luca Paolini.
 
Luke Durbridge and Michael Matthews.

 

Lotto Soudal had already ridden the course once, but must not have been satisfied with their effort. They doubled back and hoisted their bikes over spectators and a fence, only to be confronted by a confused police officer, who eventually let them have another crack at it.

 

Alan Marangoni and Davide Villella of Cannondale Garmin.

 

Nate Brown and Tom Danielson.

 

Ryder Hesjedal.

 

Jesus Herrada.

Once the caravan had passed, the race was ready to get started…

 

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2015 Giro d’Italia team presentation

Here we go! It’s Giro Eve, the first Grand Tour of 2015!


Sanremo, which you will already know from Milan-Sanremo, is host to Saturday’s TTT which kicks off the 98th edition of the Giro. While nothing can ever compare to the amazing spectacle that Belfast put on to celebrate the 2014 Giro, Sanremo has pinked the town in its own style.

 

They even rolled out the pink carpet at the casino!

 

Someone went to a lot of trouble to individualize a few hundred of these bizarre, little wooden doll things which lined both sides of the carpeted stairs.

 

Teams were scheduled to start arriving around 4:30 and a decent crowd, up to 3 people deep in some spots, eagerly awaited the riders.

 

Italian procontinental team Southeast arrived first. Below: 41 year old Alessandro Petacchi, the oldest rider at the Giro.

 

Caleb Fairly and Cheng Ji were just of the riders who were visibly impressed by the scene.

 
Below: Simon Geschke and Team Giant Alpecin.

 

Three cheers for Poland! That’s a lot of orange…

 

Androni Giacattoli.

 

Ethiopian road race champion Tsagbu Grmay.

 

Przemyslaw Niemiec.

 

Roberto Ferrari.

 

A disinterested Sylvain Chavanel led IAM into the casino.

 

Jerome Pineau and Australian road race champion Heinrich Haussler.

 

The last member of Trek Factory Racing was Japan’s Fumy Beppu. There’s a Japanese photographer I usually see at the races and while he photographs the bulk of the peloton, he and Beppu were both thrilled to take a moment and enjoy having the pink carpet all to themselves.

 

FDJ.

 

Bardiani CSF.

 

Lotto Jumbo’s Steven Kruijswijk was the only rider tonight who brought a bike with him! Also noteworthy about the Dutch team is that their kiwi climber, George Bennett, was absent from the presentation.

 

Nippo-Vini Fantini.

 

There didn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason as to when a team would arrive, which lead to long bouts of nothingness. This is when I like to see what the photographers are up to.

 

BMC.

 

Sergey Lagutin may have changed his cycling license to be Russian, but he will always be Uzbek to me!

 

I’ve never seen such a huge smile from Luca Paolini! Riding in his native Italy does wonders for him, it would seem!

 

Adam Hansen is about to start his 4 millionth consecutive Grand Tour. Or something like that.

 
Andre Greipel is one of the few pure sprinters riding the 2015 Giro.

 

Claudio Chiappucci, an Italian climber who won Grand Tour stages and jerseys in the 1990s, was on hand as a TV commentator.

 

When the Tinkoff bus pulled up, none of the riders emerged for several minutes, but that didn’t stop the crowd from wildly applauding nonetheless. They all wanted to see Alberto Contador. Then, at the last moment, someone behind me remembered that Italy’s two time Giro winner Ivan Basso (below) was also riding.

 

 

Astana with Fabio Aru.

 

Jesus Herrada marched his Movistar teammates into the casino.

 

Rigoberto Uran, 2014 Giro runner up, and Classics great Tom Boonen, who is making his Giro debut at the age of 34.

 

All smiles and chit chat from the Cannondale Garmin squad. The team will ride in support of Canada’s only Grand Tour winner, Ryder Hesjedal.

 

 

AG2R.

 

Handshakes from Salvatore Puccio while Richit Porte bounded up the stairs.

 

For anyone keeping score at home, Sky was the 21st team to walk the carpet. There was another one of those long lulls and it had been well over 90 minutes by this point, so spectators started to wander off. This woman took the opportunity to rifle through the Giro dolls and take her favorites home as a souvenir.

 

I know just what you’re thinking. “Twenty one teams? But the Giro has 22 teams!” Indeed. And the defending 2014 Giro TTT champs were in no particular rush to show up.


Doing things their way as usual, around 6:30, a full 2 hours after the first time kicked off the evening, Orica GreenEdge strolled up the street and sauntered happily up the steps. Unfortunately for them, they missed the great crowd. In fact, it had thinned out so much that I’m very visible in this team photo below!

 

Simon Gerrans autographed a jersey.

 

With the last team headed inside for the formal presentation, I meandered around and discovered the riders were exiting the building through a side exit to get to their buses. Plenty of people took this opportunity to hound the riders for autographs and photos. Race favorites like Contador were very gracious but you could tell they really just wanted to get on their buses and head back to their hotel for a good dinner and maybe some functioning wifi.

 

When I’m at the races, I like to keep my eyes open for what jobs I could do. Sometimes it’s a serious thought, sometimes not. But I’m pretty sure I’m qualified to be the Official Cross Walk Guard for Cannondale Garmin!

 

Sleep well, everyone. You’ve got a long 3 weeks ahead of you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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