|our b-e-a-utiful bike path ride|
Our first day there we tried to pre ride the race course - but Nice is a bit of a congested and confusing city, and we were left riding up an down the bike path along a river for most of the afternoon. We couldn't really complain though because...we were in Nice! haha After getting lost all day - we had determined that the course was probably not going to be a hilly as we had originally thought (not sure why we thought this...). My worries about having to climb multiple mountains subsided and I seemed to be more focused on watching Smallville with my again-room-mate Shani than on freaking out about the race course.
|Pizza for pre-race jitters!..ad maybe because the cafeteria closed before we had dinner...|
The day of the race was a little bit backwards for us in 2 very big ways. First off - we woke up to rain. We had been sweltering all week in +30 degrees (loading up on salt tablets and never shutting our windows), and the one day we would have enjoyed a little sun it decides to play a trick on us! I am not exaggerating - because I know a lot about rain being from Rain City Vancouver - this was THE most rain I had ever ridden in. In my Life. Our 8km of neutral is best described as motorcycles bringing waves of watery fury down from the heavens whilst being run into by other riders whose breaks failed to show up for the race...aka the scariest neutral ever! Because it is a games where only French speaking nations are invited, some of the other cyclists - although very strong - had a lot less race experience then us, Quebec and the French. It was really inspiring to see girls who don't get very many opportunities to do something they love, to be so excited about getting to race. This being said - when someone is 'overly' excited in a race - its best to steer clear of them if their breaks don't work. By the end of the race - half the Canadians had gone down in crashes - me included. Not only because of the other riders - but the rain brought up a lot of oil from the tarmac and turned our race into "Cyclists on Ice". The second bit of backwards-ness was that mountains we had, and three we did climb. It took me three times of 'blowing-up' to settle into the race - by which time I was on my own and left to do a 70 km TT. The funny part is - even though I crashed (broke my Oakleys :(..) and rode by myself - I still had an amazing time. I felt like I was racing a stage in the Tour de France - going down switchbacks and through small French towns. We finished along Le Promenade des Anglais - where the Tour had their TTT this year - which made me realize that this is what I want to be doing - I want to be able to race my bike in amazing places, and meet some pretty cool people along the way.
Everyone who raced had their own story to tell - about obstacles they overcame (just barely), and the emotions they went through. We didn't come out with the result that we had wanted - but the rain only brought more colour to our crazy adventure so far.
|Us with the Canadian Soccer team|
We would have loved to stay for an extra day in order to see more of the sights of Nice - but we ended up celebrating that evening with Pizza at Lou Parelli (3rd time that week!) and dancing in La Vielle Ville with the breakdancers. So we left the beautiful Cote d'Azure on a high note :)
|Dancing in la Vielle Ville - B Boys taught us some mad skills|
I'm so sad to have left my temporary team mates - and Europe - but am uber motivated to get ready for next year so I can do it all over again - and this time maybe win something along the way :)
|All packed up - getting in our last tanning session haha|