Riding a stage of the Tour de France, L’Etape du Tour, is a daunting task and one that our daughter and her husband have been planning for since January. Sharon and Michael are now in Briancon waiting for tomorrow’s start at 8.30am, filled with that cocktail mix of fear, self doubt, and excitement. I know that mix so well just before summit day of a Himalayan peak; have I trained enough, will my knee hold out, am I good enough, have I bitten off more than I can chew, what will the weather do, is this too difficult, can I complete in time …. and … will I survive? Why on earth do we do things like this …. “like father like daughter” maybe, oh hell is this madness of achievement drive genetic! Never mind, come on YOU CAN DO IT!