On a soggy day I milled in the rain for two hours with cold, soaked kids to watch the Women’s Tour - and to my utter amazement it was worth it!
The Women’s Tour of Britain passed within 5 miles of my home this week and I had decided I wasn’t going to bother watching it. It’s hard to over (under?) estimate the degree to which I don’t care about competitive sport, cycling included.
I’m not sure I have the language for my degree of disinterest. No matter how much I like doing something in my daily life or admire it in yours, the minute you add competition, you’ve lost me.