Yesterday morning, the Mistress of Frimousse and I ran by the Lake – she ran at her pace and I jogged at mine. We finished soaked. This morning I jogged the same route. The sky was brighter and we could see the fresh snow on the Tournette. I finished my run just before the heavy rain.

Last Friday the Mistress of Frimousse went to Dent des Portes and Crêt du Char with Fabien. They ran fast on the downhill, to finish before the rain. Result: sore thighs for both. But Frimousse’s Mistress didn’t have a problem with her ankles or her knee.