Pantani Preparation, Step 2: like it says in the title. It's all you can do at this point. It's modestly effective, at least on the start line. After that, not so much.
I'm omitting step 1, of course, because as we discussed last week, you didn't do it earlier, so there's no sense cramming now. You'll shoot your eye out. And then where will you be? Fucked, for certain, but who knows exactly where. Probably on brokenback, half-blind, and completely toast.
What you should do, though, is buy yourself a ticket to see The National on April 30th right here in town. Fall into rivers with friends on the weekends. You know, stuff you're actually good at.
Step 3: Thumb in ass. You're awesome at this part too. Look at you there. It's like your gift to the world.
Step 4: Have a look at the map, cue sheet, and instructions from yesteryear, and have confidence that the more things change the more they stay the same. Try not to think too hard about which bike you're going to ride, because we'll get to that next week, like we do every year, and shake the internet right to its very bottom (which, conveniently, is exactly where you are right now.)
Step 5: In all the ways that Marco Pantani, in the end, could not - keep looking up, up, up.
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