Who doesn't remember this picture (I believe it went around the world...or at least around the cycling world): Gert-Jan Theunisse with a blood-covered face riding in defence of his polka-dot jersey? That, too, was the Tour de France of 1989, in which he started with a body full of bruised and even a couple of not-yet-healed broken ribs.

The list of ailments and accidents Gert-Jan has met, is of untold length. Sometimes it seemed as if he was predestined to misfortune; fate was forcing him to stretch his resilience to new limits and made him shift his pain threshold time and again.
To some extent, however, it was his own choice. After all, the famous line "riding in the mountains is a masochistic pleasure" came from his mouth. He wanted to strain his body to the maximum. Didn't he become a cycle racer not only because of the sport, but also to be allowed to torment himself...???


Illnesses


Accidents


Finally...at last!

Accidental luck...
After that last terrible accident it finally became clear why the hormonal state
of Gert-Jan Theunisse was significantly out of order at times: he suffers from osteoprotosis
(Shouldn't this be 'osteoporosis'? I'll try to find out soon.)
Nothing doping - there you are!


An excerpt taken from the article 'Life and suffering of Gert-Jan' by Henk Ruigrok in Nieuwe Revu nr. 7, February 1999:
   He only got real trouble with his heart when he had quitted as a professional cycle racer. He collapsed like a house without cement. Thanks to all the medical examinations he had to undergo thereupon, they looked, he says, straight through his bones. And that way the truth around his reputed drug-taking was revealed: osteoprotosis, a disordered hormonal state. All the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle fell into the right place. At last it was confirmed what he always had known: it was his own body that produced so many hormones.
   "Because of the dysfunction of my thyroid, a breakdown product was disengaged. This breakdown product got identified in my urine as testosterone. This was concluded years earlier in all those reports which had cost me a fortune. At the UCI (international cycle association, c10a) they simply chucked away these results. That is what I found more difficult to cope with than when they accused me of doping. I wanted to start legal proceedings against the cycle union, but they were very concerned about a future claim of several millions of guilders. With a deft manoeuvre the UCI shut the door and made it impossible for me to take legal action. Whether this doping-issue will haunt me forever? I don't like to talk about it anymore. Joop Zoetemelk (a famous Dutch former rider, c10a) remained the hero, but he has been found positive to doping tests exactly as many times as me. Thank God, my health-problem has proved that I have never taken doping; that my body was the cause of all trouble. I now know for myself that I was right and I don't bother anymore about all the rest!" (they can walk to h*** with their accusations, c10a)

Still unbelievable that the media didn't snap on this one; rehabilitation in silence...
(Could you please let me know, when you've heard about this in other media reports? Thanks!)

Added August 2006:
Being the author of this fansite, it should be allowed for me to make a little sidenote to the topic:
a reflection on Floyd Landis’ positive test in the Tour de France 2006.
Gert-Jan Theunisse himself has given a reaction to this new testosterone story as well. Of course it is published in Dutch media and not yet completely translated to english. Therefore for now just one quick quote: "Whenever somebody does me injustice, I will fight back. Even if the situation seems hopeless, I will not give up. That is what Landis, when convinced of being right, shouldn't either."


"Ich wünsch Dir noch ein Leben, doch Du hast nur eine Chance"

(I wish you one more life, but you have only one chance - taken from the album "Seiltänzertraum" by PUR)

Even after his career as an active cycle racer, the body of Gert-Jan is still not allowed rest and time to recover.
First that terrible accident and more recently, in June '99, he got due to hard work and overburdening a heart attack, which he - thank heavens - survived! In Nevegal (Italy), where his mountainbike team had come to participate in a World Cup race, he one morning woke up with pain in his chest. He decided to get up for a walk and breath some fresh air... one hour later an Italian peasant found him laying unconciously beside the road. In hospital they told him his temperature was measured 41.6 °C (approx. 106.5 Fahrenheit) and that the value of his haematocrit (sp?? - thickness of the blood) was 52; a life-threatening situation. Whereas other people would take a long pause to recover, Gert-Jan was back working again after one week(!) of rest. He promised, however, to take it easier as soon as possible.
Quite frightening though... the thought that my encounter with him in Plymouth, on the 16th of May, could have been 'just in time'...

Gert-Jan, if you're not doing it for yourself, please think about Lieske and your other relatives and for goodness sake don't take such risks anymore!




* Climbed to great heights; --> updated October 2005
* Cycled through deep valleys;
* Honoured, reviled, forgotten;
* Fallen a thousand times...
* ...and gotten up again!

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