Photo: Reve Tour
At dinner last night, read the latest post from Heidi Swift on Peloton Magazine. She’s at Stage 12 of the Reve Tour, facing adversity, and committed to carrying on. It was said around the table that her writing was poetic, moving, and that she doesn’t write, she sings on the page. She does and especially when telling it like it is.
I want to tell you how much parts of today sucked. How one teammate went up the road with a group of Dutchman. How she’s probably mad at us for yesterday: when we all climbed separately and perhaps we should have regrouped after the descent off Glandon. How I cheered for her as I came down from the final climb and she was going up. How she looked straight ahead and said nothing. How four of us made dinner last night together in our apartment and she chose to spend the time somewhere else. How she probably didn’t feel welcome and how, in so many ways, that is probably my fault, though no team leader has ever been clearly designated. How we haven’t talked about this as a group and now there’s silence and tension.
I hope Heidi wins this Tour.