Bradley Wiggins cruised in the Tour of California this past week. I watched 4 or 5 stages on the tele and he didn't appear to even break a sweat. The field looked like it lacked competition to me but maybe he just made it appear that way. Oh well, he set a goal, trained for it, and achieved it. You gotta respect that. The last few years I've hardly been able to watch a time trial, but I enjoyed watching him and Taylor Phinney in this race.
Stumbled onto this photo of Brad while looking through some other stuff. Wiggins has personality. I never paid much attention to him until I realized how well he handles the media. I love anyone who can spin the table on stupid questions. Return to sender! He looks the front man of a punk rock band here. Check this next photo out.
What a body! If it wasn't for his legs I would guess that he was a heroin addict. Check that vein out on the left leg. Geez, that thing is begging for a needle. I think he rides clean, but then how would I know. Hey, he's a badass professional cyclist, who's won some big races, has Olympic gold, owns a yellow jersey, and he's been knighted by the queen. Yes Sir takes on a whole new meaning. I hope he gets to ride in the Tour this year. Adieu.
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