A little jaunt up Le Col du Tourmalet, chatting to an inquisitive journalist.
As PouPou is a nice man, he eloquently and nonchalantly describes the exquisite agonies going through his head, heart, legs and lungs on the way up.
If that were me, the interview would have consisted of lots of heavy breathing, the occasional "nnnnnnnnnggggggggggffffffff!!!!" and quite a lot of "va te faire foutre". And it would be twice as long.