Bon jour à tous
France is treating me very well indeed - perhaps a little too well? Either gravity exerts a stronger force here or I have been a little too eager in my patronage of the local fromagerie et boulangerie.
My hosts, Sarah and Matt, have landed themselves in a fabulous part of the country, and turned on some superb spring weather for me (including a dramatic thunderstorm early this morning that I diligently slept through).
My coach has emailed me to "remind me" of my goals for March, so cheese, pastries and bread cannot completely dominate my attention. I've been for a couple of runs, no easy task on ruggedly cobbled streets (dodging the traffic that insists on coming from the wrong direction), and this morning I ventured to the other side of town for a swim in Dijon's very new, very impressive olympic swimming pool. I was so impressed I left them my watch to remember me by. Opps. Don't worry, I have a spare. My arms had the jetlag so it as like trying to swim with two pieces of over cooked spaghetti dangling off my shoulders, but the beauty of an olympic pool is that you do seem to clock up the ks quite easily.
So there you are - my training perhaps isn't as focussed as it was, but it does continue.
Sarah and I are off to Strasbourg in the morning, we have a 10km race there, then she has convinced, me we should enter another here in Dijon the following weekend. So it will be good to have a couple of events under my belt.
A bientot,
bisousFer madamoiselle
No comments:
Post a Comment