We like Lance Armstrong because he’s a great symbol of perseverance and dedication. Every time we want to quit blogging and dedicate our lives to some altruistic pursuit, we dig deep into our wretched, money-loving soul, and tell ourselves to keep pushing on like Lance Armstrong would want us to. In fact, when our father was diagnosed with prostate cancer last year, we purchased an “Armstrong” band to wear until pops kicked the snot out of zee cancer because we swore there were superpowers involved and we were right. (And don’t fucking tell us otherwise, ya hear?) So, it’s good to know that Lance doesn’t let anything weigh him down, even in the sack. Oof. Bad pun.

Armstrong doesn’t go on a lot of real dates. “I think it’s hard for me, or for anyone in my position, to call someone up and say, ‘Hey, can I take you on a date?’” he says. “It’s never like that. I meet people casually, while hanging out with friends, so there’s less pressure.” Sex is something he enjoys, because he didn’t get much of it on the Tour. “I had sex if I had the energy. I wasn’t one of those guys who believed in the myths about the guy losing his chi,” says Armstrong. “But the fact is that if you are riding your bike five, six, seven hours a day, you are not a sex champion. You’re just not. You have fatigue, low testosterone, and a lower libido.” He grins. “But you know, I never got any complaints.”

We’re guessing stamina is his greatest asset.

Lance Armstrong On Dating And Sex: “I Never Got Any Complaints” [HuffPo]
Image [LA Times]