Julian Dean Diary
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Yeh, sorry about that. Meant to write at the end of the training camp but I only had 2 days at home to catch up with my little mate before heading off again for a 10 day stint.
Things have been rather hectic and insane since ending the T.C. It ended how I pretty much expected. I was going way better after the 1200-odd kms we trained. I kept my intensity at medium the whole week and by the end of it, I was feeling well more comfortable with myself. It was not only good for my fitness but it was even better for my morale, which had been sliding a bit lately with the Giro yapping at my heels. I keep wondering how I?ll be ready in time for such a hard stage race with such a sub-optimal build-up to prepare me. Nevermind though, I?ve just got to box on really - as I do - and make the most of the time I have left before the Giro.
Anyway, just to punch my morale in the guts a tad more, I had a horrible trip to <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /?>
So eventually I got to
Next morning I figured things were going to get better. Wrong. At the check-in counter, I was told I couldn?t use my e-ticket because I hadn?t used the first portion of it the day before. Bugger. Off to the Air France counter I trotted to try and sort something out. Eventually after a lot of convincing, they re-issued my ticket and flicked me a boarding pass. Whoo-hooh! Finally some luck! Off I scuttled, feeling bloody relieved, to the boarding gate with a brief delay at security. A few minutes later