After last night's stage of the Tour de France a very dejected Cadel Evans admitted he was 'out of the race'. Not literally of course (or a least I hope not); what he meant was that he had given up all hope of achieving what he had set for himself - a high finish in the general classification.
At a more mundane and less career-damaging level, I feel much the same about my Tour de France knitting project - Eunny Jang's Tangled Yoke Cardigan.
It is almost with relief that I've admitted to myself that I have no hope of achieving my goal and finishing it before the end of the Tour on Saturday. Like Cadel, this doesn't mean I'm giving up the race (or a least I hope he isn't) but it does mean I'm reconciled to not achieving as well as I had hoped. I have really truly tried; but it just seems to take so much time and energy to get a little done when others are streaking ahead. But I have adjusted my goals - I'm now determined at least to get to the eponymous tangled yoke - and will continue on.
There are rumours that Cadel feels his team has contributed to his failures. Certainly my current team - the dotee and her mother - have contributed to my lack of outcome, but in a most pleasantly distracting way. How's this for a distraction...
...and such a quintessential Sydney distraction - Sunday breakfast out, complete with babycchino.