Every year in december the registration for the Marmotte is opened. Last night I checked their website, and noticed that it was possible to registrate again! Without a second of hesitation I took a sprint to get my credit card, filled in the forms on the website and registered not only for the Marmotte, but also for the Vaujany and the Grimpee de l’Alpe d’Huez. When was I finished I had time to think again and I started to realize what I had done… In just a few seconds I had commited myself to another year of hard work, pain, sweat and tears.
It’s so weird how you seem to forget the pain of climbing those hard and tough roads, you forget the cold and the rain. You forget the getting up at 6am. You mostly remember the sun, the purring sound of your bicycle, your legs that feel great, the heroism, the beautifull women that cheer for you (or is this my mind playing tricks with me after so may miles?).
Well, I registered. The point of no return has passed, there is no way back anymore. I have to go now. I can’t loose face. At least I got some great starting numbers. For the Marmotte number 903 and for the Vaujany number 12. Yes, number 12! So cool. People will think I’m really fast. And let them be scared of the Tall Dutchman for a while. They will find out sound enough I am just fast in using my credit card.