A Boo Is A Lot Louder Than

I Know What Happened To My Foundation, From Raising No Money To Raising $500m, Serving Three Million People. Do We Want To Take That Away? I Don't Think Anybody Says Yes.

There Were Something Like 50 Good, Arduous Climbs Around Nice, Solid Inclines Of Ten Miles Or More. The Trick Was Not To Climb Every Once In Awhile, But To Climb Repeatedly. I Would Do Three Different Climbs In One Day, Over The Course Of A Six- Or Seven-hour Ride. A 12 Mile Climb Took About An Hour, So That Tells You What My Days Were Like.

I Love This Race From The Very Depths Of My Heart. It Gives Me Motivation And It Transcendsme Like Nothing Else In The World.

The Tour (de France) Is Essentially A Math Problem, A 2,000-mile Race Over Three Weeks That's Sometimes Won By A Margin Of A Minute Or Less. How Do You Propel Yourself Through Space On A Bicycle, Sometimes Steeply Uphill, At A Speed Sustainable For Three Weeks? Every Second Counts.

I Take Nothing For Granted. I Now Have Only Good Days, Or Great Days.