Yeah, I had a dream off night as well. It was so, so vivid. I won the prologue in the

Tour de France. And I have a thing to feel was just behind me, but it was a pretty decent

rider. I had like, I'd beaten by four seconds, but it was the first, I don't know it was the

timing issue, but it wasn't my dream. It was a split stage on the first day, but it was

a prologue. I'm then another prologue. So, the dream consisted of me taking the jersey.

I remember my red and my yellow, giro, time to helmet effort. It was honestly, it felt

so real. But then I was going into this next time trial, like, I could just lose it and

haven't even been able to wear the jersey properly, you know, in a road stage. That was my

row.

Yeah, but you can't just leave it like that. What happened in the second prologue? Did you

lose the jersey or not?

Me, you left on a cliff edge. Did you hold the jersey? I mean, Christ, I hope you didn't

have any of your tears on the morning when you should win this, the afternoon one. It's

just science. So, anyway, let us know. I'm 10th of her, too.

Proper cliffhanger, that peep.

Yeah, so I think I woke up before I actually went off in the second prologue, and it was

all over the news that the first person to ever take the other jersey and not hold it overnight,

something like that, basically. And it was all, it got a bit weird towards him. Like,

different people came into the dream and stuff, doing the socks to fade out a bit. So,

yeah, that's it. But it was amazing. I woke up so happy. Like, it actually had won the

other jersey. It literally felt like I'd won it for about four minutes. I didn't realise

that I was back on a family hold in, so...

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