I’m going to write more about it tomorrow but thought I’d post something quickly after finding this picture of me on Flickr. Why “how not to ride”? Because at that point I’d just toasted myself in the press race (10 laps at VO2 Max anyone?) to come last and then gone straight into the final of the folding bike race on legs that might as well have been shaped out of soup. I own that lanterne rouge and one set of very rattling lungs.