It seems like an age ago, and in some ways it was!  How time flies when you’re running around the continent like an idiot.  Gila recap:

Stage 2: Filthy.  Felt horrible.  Would try attacking, would make it 50 meters in front of the bunch…hover there, and then come back.  No fun at all.  Seems being sick didn’t help my recovery in between stages very much.  There was a crazy descent with at least one kiwi riding over the edge….a long valley where the roads seemed dead.  But all in all, the stage felt pretty uneventful.  Phil started to find his legs with a 4^th place in a tough little sprint finish.  At the end of the stage I was interviewed by a New York Times reporter: “Tell me what you know about broken collarbones?” He was obviously here for Lance-Fest ’09.  My witty response?  “If you haven’t broken your collarbone yet, you haven’t ridden a bike for long enough”.  Read across the world.

This was written back during the Tour of the Gila….please accept my apologies for the delay in the post.

Those of you who follow me on twitter might have noticed that I was a little bored last Tuesday.  I decided to make the trip to the Tour of the Gila after all.  Whether this was a wise move or not, only time will tell.  I am deep into a course of antibiotics to get over this stupid little….well I don’t know what to call it….I was run down, I was stressed and hence got a nasty little cold.  Swine is the word of the day.  Anyways, back to the point of twitter….if you don’t follow me, you should, because, well, maybe you should talk to my twitter fans about it – please send in your comments!  I promise to make it worth your while and you won’t feel empty and used the next morning.  Twitter name:  benday78.

G’day folks.  There is a fair bit of juice to catch you up on from the past week or so.  There have been some hectic times and whilst I could paint you all a rosy picture, I figure, screw it, wouldn’t you prefer to hear it the way it is?  Is a reality TV show really reality?  Like come on!  Gordon Ramsey can’t possibly swear that much!

I think I may write this in a few parts so that you don’t all switch off midway through an entry and log back into facebook.  The average viewer…hmmm, let’s use voyeur, it sounds kinkier…..on www.ben-day.com, spends an average of 3 minutes and 9 seconds reading my carefully calculated rendition of life’s tales.  But I would hope that the average user realizes that calculated rendition is more like writing without thinking, which I can also see that you people respond to, looking at my hit count.  Wow, what a beginning to this piece, it’s like I’m caressing you with your words….or is that because I am just a little delirious from time trialling on antibiotics?

How did someone realize that a simple little portal, where one can tweet, would redefine a word and start a new craze that has spread like wildfire.  Your young children, when they grow a bit older, when asked what a tweet is, won’t say that it is a sound a bird makes, they will instead log onto www.twitter.com.

It amazes me sometimes the perception the general public has of people on the stage.  I have been lucky in a certain way during my career that I have never gotten too much media attention.  I am not saying I wouldn’t want more, most human beings have that level of ego where they like a certain amount of attention, but with that, comes a certain amount of invasion of privacy and whichever way the media want to portray you, is the way you people out there judge that person’s character.  I am not saying that society’s thoughts are always wrong, of course there are some bad seeds around on occasion, but it’s amazing how people can be so judgmental of another human being, when we all are fallible and none of us are perfect.  Since they’re in the limelight, they are expected to be perfect.