One day off including a quick plane transfer to Oman, and we’re getting amongst it once again in another six day race.
Stage 1: 16 X 4 km hotdog loop along the coast in downtown Muscat
I had a really strange dream last night. I was with the team lying on the beach one moment, and then in the next scene at some race with thousands and thousands of exuberant spectators, many wearing robes and turbans. Eerie Arabian music bounced off huge rock faces along the beach. It was night time, but lights lined the course and at the start there were party lights flashing and spinning around. We were staged under a massive jumbo-tron, when the announcer started mentioning celebrities, like Cancellara, Boonen, Wiggins, Ballan, Obama… dream memory is a little hazy. Anyways, someone must have dropped something heavy in the room because the fireworks felt real. Sleep deepened and I drifted in and out of wheels at blurry speeds.
Must have slept funny, because I woke this morning with a stiff neck.