Being unlucky enough to be born and living in the Netherlands but lucky enough to live basically next to the dunes, my roads allways go up-and-down-and-up-and-down, with let's say maximum 20 metres level difference. But even there (and of course also when riding in Zuid-Limburg, in the Ardennes, in Sauerland, in Tenerife, in Sicily, and so on...) roughly 30% of the time I'm dancing on the pedals, trying to stay there 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 of more minutes. And my intervals usually also always start with a #brutalattack that lasts for around 40 seconds.
1.83 / 65 kg. I was always used to be an Ullrich fan, but a couple of years ago I finally matched my riding style with that of my favourite. Vamos grande pistolero.