Well here I am in Girona, Spain while I should be up in Holland racing Amstel Gold tomorrow.  I am sure most of you know by now that the volcanic ash from Iceland has disrupted much of European travel, and caused headaches all over the world.  I have never been sideline from a race because of a volcano, but I guess there is a first time for everything.  So instead of traveling north today, I headed out for another long training ride, hoping that I will get to race Fleche Wallone next Wednesday.  It is difficult to get motivated when everything is up in the air at the moment. It looks like the only Amstel I will be doing is a couple Amstel beers while I watch the race tomorrow on TV.

Being stuck in Girona on a Saturday isn’t all that bad.  Saturday is “market day” here in town, mainly on la ramblas, the main shopping street.  Vendors come from all over the area to set up their tents and sell all types off goods from purses to cheese.  There is even a stand for nameplates for children (see picture), and for some reason I find it interesting to read all of the Catalan names. This Saturday is extra special as it marks the start of Sant Joan, a weeklong festival here in Catalunya.  I am not sure the exact meaning of Sant Joan, or any other of the many holidays here, but from what I gather the men are suppose to buy the women roses and in return they receive a book.  More importantly, it is just a week of celebrating, eating, drinking, enjoying the outdoors and, of course, making a lot of noise.  Here are some pictures from my walk down la ramblas today.

After being sidelined last week with a throat infection I feel like my body is finally getting things sorted out.  The forced break has come at an opportune time.  With a big block of racing already under my belt a little rest has done my body and mind some good.  It is also Courtney’s last week here in Europe, so we have been able to enjoy our time together.  At least I have, since she has basically been taking care of my every need while I have laid around the house this past week.  I wouldn’t be surprised if she is ready to get back to the US and take a break!  But we have had a great time regardless.

It has also been nice to sit back and watch some of the racing action this week, with Flanders and Roubaix taking place.  There is no better way to get motivated for my races ahead than by watching these guys battle each other over the cobbles.  I really have an awesome couple of months ahead of me.  The Ardennes week is fast approaching.   I will be racing in all three, Amstel Gold, Fleche Wallone and Liege-Bastogne-Liege.  These are three of the biggest and most exciting races of the year for me.  The crowds and the courses make this week special.  Then it is off to northern Italy where I will check out the courses of the last week of this year’s Giro d’Italia.  A close friend of mine, Brendan Quirk, will be joining me in the Dolomites for a great week of training.  Then it is the Giro itself.  My first Grand Tour, I am not sure what else you can say about that!  As always in life, there is much to look forward to.

The Challenge Ciclista a Mallorca marks the start of the 2010 racing season for me. It is quite a strange way to begin as well. The five-day race looks like a typical stage race, yet the format is far from the usual. There is a final overall for the general classification, just like the Tour de France, but each stage is raced separately. Only if you choose to race all five days will you be in the running for the overall title. I know, it sounds confusing, but it is just like what I grew up racing a lot of in the South, the omnium.

Most teams bring over half of their roster here since ten riders can start each day (instead of the more normal six-nine) and it doesn’t have to be the same ten everyday. With some riders skipping a stage or two, spots open up for others, and you could see over fifteen riders sharing the week of racing.

It is a pretty nice way to roll into the season, and I feel it’s great for the fans as well. They get the chance to see twice as many of their favorite pros. The fans also get to ride out on the same roads that others, who are not racing, are training on for the day. A training camp with race days and twenty teams all in the same area is basically what it boils down to.

The first two days were rather flat, so I opted out of those and arrived here today ready for the final three stages in the mountains. Each stage seems to get progressively harder as well, and the weather is not the brightest in forecasts. But I am remaining positive that this will be a great start to the year. With all of the training I have done the past few week’s things couldn’t be better. I am just looking to erase all of those question marks that you typically start the season with. Will I be strong enough to finish? Will I be strong enough to be at the front? Could I be there fighting for the win? By the end of the week I hope to answer them all with a “yes.”

This past Saturday Courtney and I decided to take the train down the Barcelona. After the hour and a half train ride we jumped off at the Barcelona Sants train station and headed to one of our favorite restaurants, Inopia. Here are some pictures of how we spent our afternoon.