12.12.2010

Exclusive: CA Sorensen's book translated 24

About...the Whereabout. All you always wondered and didn't dare to ask. And after that all our prejudges about it...will be absolutely confirmed! Procyclists life looks a lot like on probation criminals life!
Pic is by Michel Baak and has nothing to do with TdF 2009. Funny face by Frankie.
[Note by Rikke]
I'll skip some of the text sometimes and the put ... when I do. ThenI think that is something you allready know.

Chapter 36

An Everyday Life with Whereabouts

By Dennis Ritter (Note by Rikke & me: lot of mistakes, sorry dudes: this chapter is freaking hard to translate.)

In the beginning of may Chris Ankers Sørensen was in Denmark a couple of days and therefore I wanted to set up a meeting with him. We quickly find a date, the 5th of may, and after that I suggested we could decide later about when and where .
But that is not allright.
Because of his status as a pro cyclist, Chris Anker Sørensen is living in the systems of whereabouts. So he tells me that he allready when the meeting is arranged has to know when and where we are going to meet. He is not sure if he can get to the computer in the days where we are going to meet to change his whereabouts informations.
I have to make a quick decision and suggest a time and and location - it will be at Restaurant FLAT, Kongens Nytorv, Copenhagen the 5th of may at 1 pm - so he can turn in the informations. And then I remind myself that I gotta check if the place actually is open that day. So we don't risk to be have to go somewhere else and give Chirs Anker Sørensen a case on his shoulders.
That is the terms for athletes in 2009, if they use the rules of whereabouts in their sport.

... - Before every three months they have to turn in precisly where they are goin to be in the next three month from 6 am to 11 pm every day.. [Note by me: LOOOL!]
In add to that, since the the 1st of January 2009 they have also to turn in a 60 minutes meet time every day in between 6 am and 11 pm, seven days a week, where they can be found for sure for doping tests. In those 60 minutes the athletes is personally responsable to be present.
Before the 1st of January the athlete 'only' had to be present sometime inside those 60 minutes. Thast meant that the anti-doping people could risk to wait for the athlet to show up.
Now the athlete have to be present in the first as well as the last minute in the 60 minutes so now it's the athlet who has to wait for the anti-doping people. (Note by Rikke: the anti-doping people can't wait a little hour once in a while so therefore they make the athlet wait an hour everyday!!!!!)
If the anti-doping people show up and the athelete isn't there, it results in a warning. The warnings work due to the principles three strikes and you're out.
Do you get three warnings inside a periode of 18 months you will get a doping case on your neck and a ban on 12-24 months.

... (Note by Rikke: Something about the protests to the whereabout system in other sports than cycling and that cycling hasn't really protested to this, and then people say that cycling is the most rotten sport of all??? and then three words you have to know how to use when you're in this system: planning, disciplin and concentration.)

This is a scheduled everyday life without room for spontaneity.
The standard programme for turning in your whereabouts is called ADAMS and is developed by WADA. But Team Saxo Bank has developed their own programme which has been tested and approved.
This programme Chris Anker Søresen spents the most of his time with when he is online. The programme works as en electronic calendar where you can type in informations. The user can put in different codes of where he expects to be in he next three months. A place is called 'P' for place followed by a number.
In August 2009 Chris Anker Sørensen has a lot of places plottet in becuase he travels a lot and stay in many different places. Eksamples for some of the codes:

P1: My home in Luxembourg
P2: My home in Denmark. (Hammel)
P5: At my brother's wedding.
P8: In the cinema with friends.
P16: At the home of my girlfriend Michelle.
P17: The home of my big brother Brian.
P18: Family gathering in Farre Forsamlingshus.

This is just some of them.
The codes then have to be filled in in the electronic schedule, at the right time where he will be at the place.

A random day could look like this:

6 am - 8 am: P2
8 am - 9 am: P2 (the madatory meet time)
9 am - 2 pm: P2 (training)
2 pm - 3 pm: P2
3 pm - 5 pm: P17
5 pm - 11 pm: P18

... (Note by Rikke: I'll translate three quotes by Chris from what I cut ut here):

"I use a huge amount of time on this. Everyday I have to check if everything is correct or if I have to correct something. And if there is a day where you can't get online, if we as an example stay at a hotel without net, then I can get anxious if there is something I've forgotten or typed in wrong."

"If a friend calls me and ask if I would like to join in and go to a cafe or something, then I have to find my computer, get online and then change my locations. I have to admit that sometimes I consider it but say no. Then it's easier to stay home. This is not whingeing. It's just how it is.

"Cyclists have per definition a lot of traveling days and then it can be hard to find 60 minutes in the day where you are in a certain place. You can't just type in an aiport like 'Brussels Airport Zavnetem'. There has to be a concrete address. And what do you do if you as an example have turned in your 60 minutes to the hotel you're supposed to arrive at to 7 pm - 8 pm but the flight is delayed and you don't arrive before 9 pm? What do you do if you are going to drive home from Italy but because of traffic you can't be sure when you will go in and find a place to stay over the night? What do you do if you crash and go to the hospital and you don't have access to your computer? (Note by Rikke: What the f...!!! they actually have to consider that?) And what do you do if you're at the informed place but the doorbell doesn't work so you don't hear when the anti-doping people visits? that kind of situations we talk a lot about on the team. People allways have new stories about new experiences and challenges with whereabouts."

... To help the athletes overcome emergency challenges with whereabouts the Anti Doping Denmark has added an emergency telephone. Here the athletes can call or send a text in the case of last second changes.
An opportunity Chris Anker Sørensen didn't use the 27th of July, 2009.
That night exhausiation, two beers and a moment of spontaneity cost him a warning from Anti Doping Denmark.

Chapter 37

Back to reality (By Chris again)

Monday 27th of July, midday, the reception, Hotel Merdien Etoile, Paris

Give me a soft bed and a big carpet and then call me in a week. Then I will take a little nap.
I could really use a little more sleep. It's the first morning of freedom since the Tour started in Monaco 23 days ago and my body has stopped working all together. My head too. I have to cheat my brain to do just the minimum of the normal capacity by breaking up the tasks to small steps on the way to the big goal.
Dear head. Would you please ask my legs to go out on the bathroom. Thank you.
Dear head. Now you have to tell my arms and hands that they are going to brush my teeth. Thank you.
Next step: Dear head. Now I would like to get into the shower. Thank you very much.
If I tried to get my brain to cope with the entire day - Dear head: Now you have to make sure that I get my things packed, get to the airport, go to Denmark and do a crit in Kjellerup tonight - Then it would boil over completly.
But instead of resting and sleeping I'm now on my way to do a crit in Denmark. Nicki, his wife Helle and I get ourselves a cap with all our lugage. Again I have to say goodbye to Michelle, who is not going to fly back before tonight and is going to spent the day with her friends in Paris. It was hard to say goodbye after just a very small day together.

Nicki and I have often dicussed the weird feeling that hits you when you get back to the 'real world' after a three weeks race. It's a weird feeling going out of bed and to have not to think about the race, the tactics, the weather, the teammates and that kind of stuff. It's like you can't just gear down immediately. You need a little time to divert.
Nicki has tried it many times after the Tour and I have tried after the Vuelta and the Giro. Suddenly you have to think about everyday life again. Like to go to the groceries, the mailbox, cooking... that kind of things. Suddenly you can't just put you laundry in a bag and then throw it outside your door. Or well, you could do that, but you can be pretty sure that it's still there - filthy - next time you check.
Suddenly you have to cope with the fact there is now again a world outside the racing. That there are different days and it's not all stages. That there are stories of all sorts of things you haven't heard anything about.
It's a weird feeling. Like you have been in a submarine for three weeks and then suddenly get to the surface again. In three weeks we have lived, slept, eaten, thought talked Tour de France. And now you get to the surface again and have to find out what's going on.
Meanwhile we arrive at the Charles de Gaulle airport and I jump off at terminal 2F as it says loud and clearly in my papers. My flight Paris-Billund depart at 3 pm and arrive at 4.15 pm.
So I got plenty of time.
Or I should have. There are no flights to Billund at 3 pm. In fact there are no flights to Billund at all.
That's not good.
I ask and they tell me that the flight has been moved to terminal 2B. I get my lugage containing my bike, suitcase, backpack and a plastic bag.
In terminal 2B the nice checkin lady woun't check me in because she says that I don't have a ticket to the flight. Here I maybe should have started to panik a little, but in my exhaustiation I don't care at all. Fine, then give me a big bed instead and I'll just stay here and sleep.
It turns out that it's a mistake in the computer. I have booked a flight. And I am on my way to Denmark.

9 pm, Kjellerup

... Weird that the people from Anti Doping Denmark who turned up chose to test all pro riders here - among others Michael Rasmussen and my teammates from Saxo Bank - but not me.
Weird, but that's his problem.

2 am, Cafe Christopher Krabbe, Søndergade, Kjellerup

What do you do when you have just gone 3500 km on bike through Paris, are tyred, need a rest at home and there is a payed and free room ten meters away?
My older brother, who arranged the race, has booket a couple of rooms at cafe Krabbe and after two or three beers I don't dare to start the car and go home to Hammel. Maybe I'm under the limit for what is allowed to have in the blood but first I don't take any chances with that. And secondly I feel slightly tipsy. And because of that I can't drive home.
Right now I could stand up and sleep. In a contition of living death I chose to enter the room and tug in to bed. I just put on the alarm at 8.30 am so I can be in Hammel at 9 am. I think that my 60 minutes for testings are 9 am - 10 am.
I sleep before my head is on the pillow.

Sunday morning 8.30 am, Cafe Christopher Krabbe, Søndergade, Kjellerup.

Who is that calling me at this time? I'm definatly not done sleeping yet.
It's just the alarm. I have to get out of bed and go to Hammel. I get my belongings and go to my parents house. Finally it's over and I will have some days of resting and recovering.
About 9 am I park my car and meets my dad in the house, he tells me that there has been a man from Anti Doping Denmark about ten mitues to 8 am and ask for me but left again shortly after this.
My mom had talked to him and told him where I was and the man had expressed that he knew where Kjellerup was and that he had seen med there the day before. And then my parents hadn't thought more about it because it didn't seem to be a problem for the man. "Hmm" I think "Weird that he wasn't here when I arrived. Or has called me since he knows how close to Hammel I was." (Note by Rikke: We talk about ten minutes by car here)
I could just note that I was home by 9 am and that he wasn't here. I don't hope that they will make a case out of a little moment spontaneity and an impulsive cosy night in Kjellerup, the day after Tour de France where I have been checked constantly.

The End

(Note by Rikke: Chris got a warning for the episode from Anti Doping Denmark which is ridiculous! I know from a case with Matti Breschel who had two warnings at some point that, to forget to turn in your whereabouts before the timelimit results in a warning too. Both his warnings were because he forgot to turn them in before the timelimt. I'm actually suprised how rare it actually is that riders get a ban for three warnings when it's this easy to get a warning and when you got one it counts in 18 months.)

That's all folks! but I got a little addicted and will miss CA's stories a lot! Thx him to that wonderful book and Rikke for her precious translation.


6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hihi Ilaria :)

I know my name is very danish and rare but it's a very used girls name in DK :) I'm a she.

But you're welcome :) A book worth sharring.

Rikke

Anonymous said...

And I'm sorry but you are missing a chapter - haven't you gotten the stage to Paris from me? I have translated it, did I forget to send it?

Rikke

Nikki said...

I already thought something was missing xD

Ilaria said...

@Rikke: Ops sorry!! I know you are a she, that's simply a typing mistake ;)

Ilaria said...

@Rikke: honestly I thought the same but... no, I can't find it :P Can you send it again please? And sorry again!

Anonymous said...

That's okay :) I thought it was something like that because you have me on facebook ;)
I have send you the chapter on your mail :)

Rikke