It was devastating. I couldn’t breathe, I was dizzy and sick, my back was hurting like hell, and every single second I once again begged my legs to keep pushing the pedals and get me to the summit after all. That is a brief description…
Most of the time, you only see the Tour from the riders’ point of view – the victories, the fails, the thrill, the pain. But have you ever wondered what it is like for their closest relatives? We talked to the wives of a couple…
