Julian Dean Diary

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09/23/2003| 0 comments
by Julian Dean
Julian Dean - Team CSC sprinter.
Julian Dean - Team CSC sprinter.

Julian Dean Diary

Vuelta exit...

Vuelta exit...

 

The one thing that I've always liked about cycling, and probably the thing that got me into this sport more than anything else when I was younger, was the simplicity of it.   It was always very simple.   The harder that I worked and the more time and effort I put into it, whether it be training, recovering or stretching, the better I went.   It was a simple equation and not many external factors could interfere with the correlation between hard work and direct results.   In the first week of La Vuelta Espana 2003 however, this correlation was destroyed by one of those rare instances.   The aftermath of it has left me feeling empty and unfulfilled.   Like I have some unfinished business. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /?>

 

After seven days of the Vuelta, I was forced to withdraw due to a stomach virus.   The start of the Vuelta had been almost a dream run.   I was a little out of competition form in the early days, as I had chosen to prepare in the controlled training environment rather than using races, so I wasn't race sharp, but as each stage collected in my legs, my form was coming to the fore.   Each day I took the start line, I knew that I was fast approaching where I needed to be.   Most importantly, I was rediscovering my confidence and getting into the mindset where I believed I have what it takes to sprint with the best in the world.

 

I truly believe the Vuelta was my opportunity to take my cycling career to a new level.   To show that I can mix it with the best and triumph. For the first time in my life, I felt I was ready mentally and physically.   And more than anything, it was the next logical step for me to take.  

 

...As the swell started to rise, I was paddling with it, waiting for it to pick me up.   The swell was steepening, forming a huge wave and I was getting ready to stand up and ride what felt like was going to be my biggest wave yet.   Just as I was about stand up though, I clipped a rock on the reef, my surfboard cracked and I came crashing down.   When I resurfaced, I could see the wave surging away from me.   I had been left behind.   It was a good one and if I had caught it, I know that I would have been able to pull off one of the best rides of my life.....

 

The wheels started to fall off my dream Vuelta after stage 3 into <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /?>
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.  It was torrential rain that day and this is when I must have picked up the virus.   That night after dinner, I went back to my room and suddenly felt chilled and aching.   Every part of my body was sore.   All through that night, I had to get up every hour

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