No evidence that Bradley Wiggins has peaked too soon for Tour de France challenge In the Dauphine last week, not once did Wiggins have to dig that deep as he cruised around. Twice, on Friday and again on the final day, he decided to finish the job of closing down a break himself, to save his tireless workers the effort, and he briefly got out of the saddle and put the hammer down. But that was about it. He has raced just four times this year, and in one of those he worked as Richie Porte's domestique at the tour of the Algarve, which the Australian won. Travel has been kept to a minimum and although he has trained viciously hard, mentally he is fresh and eager to race. Those support riders will be the key in the Tour de France. Porte, Rogers and Chris Froome have all been through exactly the same regime on Tenerife and are all in fine form. The trio, along with Wiggins, will stick limpet-like together in the mountains, with Rigobeto Uran possibly being added to the group to help out on those very high and steep days - few and far between this year - when the mountain goats are sure to attack with a vengeance. Wiggins' task now is to "keep his head on" and to believe. His training and racing programme has been nigh on perfect with a clear progression from race to race, block to block. That 100,000m of climbing he famously aimed for from April 1 to the start line in Liege is in the bank and will pay dividends later. It is in any case too late now to make any real difference. The priority is quality rest and ignoring the hype, which is why he will be going to ground until he deals with all his press obligations in one fell swoop in Majorca next Tuesday. If I were in the Sky camp I would tell him to make an occasion of that day. Metaphorically put the kettle on, order up some paella for the visiting media and make a day of it rather than treat it as a chore. It's got to be done, contractually, so enjoy it. Don't make it a negative, make it a positive. Wiggins is a brilliant press operator when he's in the mood - as interesting and witty as any sportsman I have ever interviewed. Do it in English though. When he tries to make a joke in French or explain a racing tactic or philosophy it never comes off and gets misreported and starts a minor row. Do it in English, Brad and record every last word because, as everybody knows, the silly season is about to start. The French press really don't like the way Wiggins keeps winning and the way his team dominates proceedings. It is beginning to remind them of Lance Armstrong and his Discovery team and is the antithesis of their romantic perception of their own glorious race. They remain suspicious of a mere track rider doing so well, conveniently forgetting that off a fairly truncated training regime, he came fourth at the Tour de France a full three years ago and, but for missing the split on the Grande Motte stage, would have been on the podium. They are already growing a little weary of chronicling Mark Cavendish's endless stage victories and the prospect of having to do likewise with a British yellow jersey contender is not one they entirely welcome. They don't really get Wiggins, his humour or his talent, and just as night follows day, you can guarantee that at some stage in the next month - I would put a fiver on Friday June 29, the day before the race begins - a French media outlet will publish a "nudge nudge wink win" story hinting at performance enhancing drugs. Wiggins just needs to know that it is coming, have his tin-hat ready and keep on doing what he has been doing with increasing authority all season.