Stage 17 of the Tour de France delivered on all its promises. It was action packed and full of drama and surprises, all-in-all it was one of the best stages I’ve watched in a very long time. Quintana took off on an incredible attack and finally got his first ever stage win after 5 years at the Tour. Dan Martin showed incredible panache once again, nearly clawing his way to to Quintana. And Chris Froome finally popped and I’m not just talking about the police mistaking him for a spectator and pushing him off his bike:
— Albert Secall (@albertsecall) July 25, 2018
No, he sat up, sucked some wind and lost a lot of time in not so many meters:
Peter Sagan had a gnarly high speed crash, proving that sometimes the super tuck doesn’t pay off:
Thankfully, he was able to hop back on his bike and finish the stage. He rebounded today and was able to finish with the top 10, but clearly didn’t have it in him to actually sprint for the win.:
Congrats though to Taylor Phinney for getting up in the top 10 of a sprint again. Perhaps next year EF will add “sprints” to his role, right there along with TTT, cobblestones, and Chief Vibration Officer.
I’d be remiss if I didn’t also call out a piece of the “mainstream” media’s reporting on the Tour. After all, no Tour de France would be complete without an article about the science behind cycling from a mainstream outlet.
In case you guys haven’t figured this out yet, turns out being surrounded by people blocks most of the wind!
According to a new study published in the Journal of Wind Engineering and Industrial Aerodynamics, riders in the belly of a peloton are exposed to 95% less drag than they would experience riding alone. Which explains the sensation all riders describe of being sucked along by the bunch while barely having to pedal.
You don’t say…
Also this line:
“We have a problem now,” Blocken said when he finished the study, “because no one is going to believe us.”
I guess all those wheel-suckers sitting in the pack at the local cat 5 race just like being close to other dudes butts.