I couldn’t help staring at him and felt a bit like a stalker, I thought if Lance saw me he’d think I was a bit weird. Just like I thought a 7-time Tour de France winner catching the 15.54 to Stansted was a bit weird.
To add to the madness, sat on the floor next to me and Lance was a huge ginger American about my age, stuffing his face with beef jerky. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt (quite normal) and had over his shoulder a tiny black leather bag with randomly placed silver studs on it (not normal). He also had an air rifle bag out of which two swords appeared to be peeping…
I thought that he could have possibly been Lance’s (not so) undercover bodyguard, so I played it cool, stopped staring, waited for my stop and got off.
Anyway, here are some pictures I managed to take whilst pretending to send a text message…
Anyway, here are some pictures I managed to take whilst pretending to send a text message…
Click this link to see Lance in action... http://legacydirect.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/lance_armstrong1.jpg
Carl
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