a week is a long time in cycling

So I go to Spain with my girlfriend for a week of sunshine and while the climate, food and general relaxed atmosphere was at odds with our everyday life in England (that means better climate, better food and better atmosphere!) the Tour remained oblivious to our eight day excursion and progressed onwards...which meant more Cav dominance, continued Astana leadership rumblings and some great breakaways that actually stayed away. I managed to catch some live coverage and it was the riding of Armstrong and Wiggins that really caught the eye. Wiggins continues to show the hard work he's done is paying off as he morphs from track ace and TT specialist into a complete bike rider capable of going up super steep stuff in super steep company. Lance looks somewhat like the Lance of old, which is both ominous for the rest of the peloton and frankly quite amusing. Like Tiger Woods and Michael Jordan, when push comes to shove he will perform and the more that is written and spoken that suggests (and hopes) otherwise, the better he seems to perform. I'm enjoying the new Lance for what it's worth. The harsh, unforgiving edges have softened a little (but not enough to lessen his competitive drive) and his great racing brain is more apparent than ever as age dictates that pure aggression alone will no longer do. I hope he's there doing battle in the Alps. Contador and Andy Schleck may prove too much, who knows? But while they have many more great days ahead of them, this might be Armstrong's last hurrah. Overly sentimental? Yes I am.