I love the Tour de France, one of the premier sporting events. Here is a clip from 1951. No helmets, no guardrails, and just for your information downhill speeds exceed 60 mph. In this instance crying is truly manly.
Quite the bicycle ride this morning, 50 miles and three major climbs, one flat, an unexpected road closure, great lunch at Ono Hawaiin BBQ, and how about this post, a little twitterish. Give me a break, its my day off.