Bartali chain-smoked while he biked and drank glass after glass of Chianti the night before a race.
He stayed up all night, looking at the streets he had biked around as a kid with a whole new sensibility.
I felt all cramped and muggy, and as the day was fine, biked over to the aerodrome.
I biked the afternoon trek, and got thoroughly drenched by a downpour in doing so.
Then, when I had written a few notes and telegrams, I biked over to my house on the cliff.