Today was beautiful; let me count the ways:
I. Garmin-Sharp won Stage 11 of the Giro d’Italia. My man, Ramunas Navardauskas, did it. While I’m bummed that Ryder Hesjedal’s too far back to repeat last year’s win, stage-hunting is always a good thing, and I’m used to seeing my favorite team come up as the scrappy underdogs in these big races. :D It makes their successes even sweeter and way more special.
That said, Ryder Hesjedal remains my all-time favorite Grand Tour winner* (Cadel Evans comes a close second) because he’s with Garmin-Sharp (no, I’m not biased), he’s the first Canadian to win a Grand Tour (big, happy way to our neighbors upstairs), and by golly, he’s so laid back and unassuming (unlike a certain Tour de France winner who’ll remain nameless). I hope that, despite not having the form this year, he’ll still be able to win a stage either at the Giro or the Tour.
II. Tyler Farrar wins Stage 4 at the Tour of California, making today a Drunken Celebration Day for us Garmin-Sharp fanpoodles. And good for him, finally getting a good result under his belt – with him being up against Peter Sagan, of all people.
My bike, Emmy, no longer gathering dust. Woohoo and yeehaw!
III. Last but not least, today was my first day back on the bike after a month of being off it because of my Achilles tendon problem. The swelling’s now gone (or at least minimized and rapidly healing), thanks to some anti-inflammatory supplements I’ve been taking that aren’t ibuprofen (Cissus Quadrangularis and turmeric) and physical therapy plus some chiropractic work.
I only went for a super flat, slow-ish, and short route (6 miles at 30 minutes) as per my doctor’s orders, but I was so relieved and excited finally being in the sun again after a month of living like a mole person. Dear God, it was boring, being cooped up for so long. While it’s true that I still tried to put in some (half-hearted) work on my core and arms, there’s nothing like being out there on the road on a breezy, sunny day, with everyone at work, ergo, minimal traffic everywhere.
I didn’t feel anything in my affected ankle until around the 29th minute, when a very, very faint twinge happened in the medial and lateral sides of my left ankle, and that went away after about five seconds. Beyond that, my foot felt quite normal. :D
So it looks like I’m healing faster than what my podiatrist predicted, as I’m back on the bike at four weeks instead of six weeks or later. I’ll be taking it slowly, though, and will be riding the same distance for about another week before gradually increasing my riding time by 10% until I’m back in the game and going after hills again.
And some extra fangirly goodness: Dan Martin (Garmin-Sharp, naturally!) won both the Volta a Catalunya and the Liége-Bastogne-Liége. It’s the luck of the Irish, baby!
* Please note that I’ve only been watching the pro cycling scene since 2004. Not a lot of years under my belt, and I’m not as avid a follower as those fans who could whip out stats for every pro cyclist through history without much effort.