If You Worried About Falling Off The

I Raced Because I Was Paid To Do A Job And I Felt Like I Had To Do The Job. Number Two: I Raced Because I Loved The Process, I Loved Training, Getting Ready For The Race, I Loved All Of That. And Number Three I Raced For My Memories. Regardless Of What Somebody Wants To Give Or Take Away, You Can't Take My Memories.

There Was Certainly A Dishonesty There That I Think Is Totally Regrettable And Inexcusable. The Ringleading, The Bullying: Not Totally True.

A Bicycle Is The Long-sought Means Of Transportation For All Of Us Who Have Runaway Hearts.

It's Nice To Win. I'll Never Win Again. I May Have To Take Up Golf - Take On Tiger.

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.