This morning near the Lake…
Yesterday, the Mistress of Frimousse ran almost 11 km near the Lake, Elouan 17 km on his bike between the place where he lives with his two companions and the Col du Chat, the mountain that you can see from Aix-les-Bains on the other side of the Lac du Bourget. I walked a little more than 9 km and, today almost 12.
At the Col de la Loze, by bike.
When I walk near Duingt, as i do nearly everyday, I can see a big ginger cat – very beautiful ! I’d like to take a photo but he is too fast and I am too slow… Visitors are not many these days and it is quite peaceful near the Lake. I meet more or less the same people on my 11,4 km ( 7M ) course. They walk or walk their dogs, or their babies. They seem to have understook masks are useless to protect others. They just have to keep distances when they talk. The wind chases occasionnal viruses and prevent their concentration. 1600 km (1000 M) from the beginning of this year.
Yesterday Elouan cycled 100 km D+ 2600m [62M 8500ft], climbing Revard. He lost his pump. Therefore he cycled another 60 km D+ 1200 m [37M 4000ft]today to ty and find it. And he did ! Frimousse’s Mistress is trailing at Fenêtre d’Arpette between Forclaz Pass and Morgex, near Glacier of Trient. I walked 9 K this morning, by the Lake, flat ground…
After the cycling week for Kerrian and the Mistress of Frimousse, she and I went for walking/running in Bionaz and Cogne in Val d’Aosta. Even more people in the mountains on the other side of Mont-Blanc than on this one. People seem to have understood that in the mountains, low virus levels do not allow contamination… And now the Mistress of Frimousse alternates cycling, running and trail running. This week she is in Chamonix with friends. For my part I walk a lot (7,2 M this morning, for example) and I will try to get back on a bike…
Last week, cycling in Briançonnais. The Mistress of Frimousse, Kerrian, joined by Steph and her parents. Galibier, Isoard, col de l’Échelle, Granon. Galibier and Isoard are no longer presented. The Granon is less known but more formidable than the two pre-mentioned. As for the Col de l’Échelle… TV reports, in winter, «migrants» trying to pass from Italy to France, and many find death there.
For my part, I was content to climb by walking the Galibier from Plan Lachat (North side) and from Lautaret (South side). I also made the round trip between the valley of Névache and the top of the Col de l’Échelle.
If you pass by there, three interesting addresses for lunch (the Auberge de Plan-Lachat and the pizzeria Da Gianka in Oulx (Piedmont) or stay (La Ferme de Belline).
The Mistress of Frimousse was on her bike this morning. She has ridden 421 km (263 M) and 6620 m (21700 ft) D+ in a fortnight, taking advantage of the long evenings. She will be trained for the week planned in July around Briançon – Galibier, Isoard and perhaps Agnel or Le Granon. Kerrian agreed to ride with her. As for Elouan he uses for the first time his driving license, downloaded on the Internet on the day he was 18, that is June 17th. He is in Ardèche, waiting for the operation of his second ankle on July 9. I walk/jog every day, maintaining a daily distance of 6 km (3.8 M) since January 1st.
Jade Tuff, from Philadelphia, writes :
I’ve trained for 13 full marathons and many other race distances. I run with my very intelligent, fun, selfless and beautiful co-worker, and I feel safer. She is white. When I run with her, it’s for companionship. I adore her. I also feel safer with her around. When people do the “South Philly slide” past stop signs, they see her. They stop and apologise profusely for rolling through a stop sign. When it’s just me, I get cussed out, or, in worse situations, called a [epithet]. Those words really hurt, so I block it out. I run with music so that if it happens more often, I won’t be able to hear it because I have a music blanket for protection when my running buddy is not around.
The worst of it came as we all went into shelter in place in Pennsylvania. All of our local running groups remind us to run early or late to avoid crowds. I unfortunately listened to that advice one morning and went for a three-mile run. Halfway through, as I turned around, there was a hunter green pickup truck stopped in the middle of the road. I found it bizarre and slowed my run to a trot. As I got closer, I noticed the truck was decorated with Trump/Pence 2020 stickers, along with a Confederate flag. My stomach dropped and I felt panic run through my body as they revved their engine several times in the middle of the road. I looked for escape routes in case they tried to jump the curb to hit me. I decided to be brave and pretend they were not there.
As I passed them, they turned a corner down the street. We all peered at each other, until turning the corner broke their gaze. It was so uncomfortable and so confusing. Did anyone else see that? (No – I was alone and the streets were empty.) What just happened? What was that? I told my boyfriend about it and haven’t shared that experience with anyone else since. I now choose to run during peak hours with my BFF, with enough people around – just in case.
Frimousse’s Mistress has just got the virus ! The cycling virus ! 11 miles on Saturday and 20 on Sunday. But D+ 3200 ft in two days !
As for me, I have completed 1000 km (625miles) jog/walk since January 1s. And my knees still « carry » me.