Julian Dean Diary
Pre-Tour de France - The insanity of it all.
it?s all for but I could?ve just told them that I haven?t grown any since I did the Tour in 2004.
By the time we got out of there, it was mid-day and we had to head out on the bikes for a 3hr ride. By this time, all of the talk was focused on the doping scandal and whether they would they name the riders.
When I remember being at the Tour last time, there was a indescribable buzz in the days before, but this time it?s a different buzz and it has created a thick, heavy air around us all. I wasn?t sure what to think about it all. I mean, there haven?t been any arrests made and in fact, those riders supposedly involved haven?t even been questioned by authorities yet. Anyway, I?ve just tried to think about myself and my TDF. I didn't want to ride without the big names that were supposedly going to be named in the case because it didn?t seem right that they were all guilty until proven innocent, but at the same time I understood that it couldn't be ignored. A precedent needs to be set. The whole training ride was centred around this scandal and an air of uncertainty and anticipation for it just to get it over and done with, hung over us all.
In the evening, we had the riders? briefing where we all expected to hear something but it turned out they were still waiting for the ?report? from the Spanish authorities.
From the riders? briefing we went straight to the team presentation which was something a little different. In fact, it was a nice one and it was good to see the fans out in droves as we toured around
return to racing. It was a little odd to see him again and although I have no problem talking to him, I got a strange vibe from those around me while taking the time to talk with him. Like I was being watched out of the corner of people?s eyes. I felt as though I was doing something morally wrong by talking with him. I guess I look at cycling a little more philosophically than some of my counterparts. I think that this a good thing. What happened to him, happened. He fessed up, felt remorse, paid the price and now he?s back: motivated and as keen as mustard. That takes a lot of mental toughness. Hats off to him. Life?s too short and cycling is too hard to waste energy on harbouring bad feelings toward people like David. Anyway, it just seemed like another strange moment in what was fast becoming a strange 24hrs.
Finally the day ended after a visit from old mate, Blick, from Oakley who hooked us up good and proper.