This is a review of Tyler Hamilton’s tell-all memoir. Just reading this review makes me want to read about this sordid cycle-doping affair.
My stepdad is a scientist that works on a blood clotting agent for hemofilia. In his library was an odd little bound book that didn’t look like the gargantuan thick encyclopedias, so I took it out to peruse it. I found this photo.
and really couldn’t believe my eyes. (image is labelled Bettman/Corbis) There were even transfusions with other animals, blood from open containers, various liquids mixed in with blood, and so much more!
How ever barbaric this seems now, I can only imagine in a future 100 years people looking back to blood doping as “barbaric”. (I hope it won’t be a norm to enhance performance!)
From a cycling and athletic standpoint, there is always someone stronger, faster, better than you. The institution that fosters winning at any cost is a sure sign of hubris. With the exception of death, it seems that there are those who are willing or coerced to do things to attain man-made successes. “winning” and “losing” are all just perception. Life, harmony and balance. That’s what I want.