Before his operation, and knowing that he could do nothing before the end of August, Elouan made the most of the mild weather of the past few weeks. I will not talk about the daily outings of 50 (30M) or 70 km (40M). But on 19 May 163 km (100M) with 3577 m (11700ft) D+ (Col des Glières, Col de la Colombière, Col des Aravis, Col de la Croix Fry, Col de Bluffy, for those who know). And on 27 May, 163 km (100M) 4107 m (13500) D+ (with the Revard, the Col de Plainpalais, the Col de Leschaux, the Col de la Forclaz by Montmin, the Semnoz.)
As for the Mistress of Frimousse, there are ups and downs, in spite of her strict diet. She will see the doctor again. My knees haven’t gotten any younger and my sciatica keeps me company.
No, he didn’t have an accident. He had his first surgery yesterday to stop his chronic tendinitis. After a first rehabilitation, a second operation is planned at the other ankle, then a second rehabilitation. No sport before the end of August…. Many kilometers and passes with his friends the previous days, on their bikes, you can imagine! The Mistress of Frimousse is better. It seems to be a problem of gastric reflux. No fat, no alcohol, no chocolate… You have to choose! For my part, sciatica, knee pain, back pain, but I persist in walking at least 5 km a day, with climbing and descent, so as not to be forced to take the car to go to the shore of the Lake – but I may go tomorrow to try to jog a little.
Yesterday the Mistress of Frimousse ran almost 9 km (5.6M) in an hour, without having the impression of suffocating. It seems that the treatment is starting to take effect. So this morning she went for a bike ride with her favorite physical therapist. And it went well. While she was cycling I decided to go for a walk in the mountains. Almost 600 m + (2000 ft +). I was very afraid of the descent but thanks to my HOKA speedgoat 5 and my super sticks everything went well. Tomorrow? Tomorrow is another day.
With the end of the drastic restrictions, the athletes have re-attacked. Elouan can’t run much right now. He needs surgery with both feet – planing a small bone that ignites his tendons. Operation scheduled for late May and no sport until the end of August… He cycles with his friends. Yesterday Semnoz. A nice fall for Tristan, no? It seems that we finally know the origin of the shortness of breath of the Mistress of Frimousse.
In addition to medication, no alcohol, no chocolate, no coffee nor tea, no fat… for a month to begin with. After two days there seems to be an improvement. She ran 7 km this morning at a slow pace, without having to walk. After a day without sports, I had a very sore back this morning. But the back pain quickly faded, replaced by a «good» pain in both knees. Fortunately, I had chosen to keep it short. Maybe I’ll try again later today.
What will change for me? I won’t have to fill up those damn documents and no longer have to walk or jog here, less than a kilometre from home. I will be able to try to run on the flat again near the Lake. Otherwise, in terms of kilometers, 5.6 km (3.5M)/day since January 1st. And my knee is holding up for now, despite the steep descents. To boost my motivation I’ve bought modern poles and new trail running shoes. ‘Cause I’m gonna try to do some mountain trails above our place.
Well, if we wait for the good weather! So, this morning, we left around 10 o’clock, at a time when the rain was not too heavy. Same route as yesterday, for me, 6.3 km, and 7.3 km for the Mistress of Frimousse – to make me remember that I am old.
«negative encouragement» of French politicians, I managed to
walk/jog almost 700 km (430M) in 4 months, that’s 5.5 km/day
(3,4M). My knees still hold – but for how long? My health? It’s
okay. I am waiting for a relaxation of the current rules (once an
hour a day, within a radius of less than 1 km) not so much for me,
because my routes allow me to do half a dozen kilometers twice a day
with two «documents», one in each pocket, but for the millions
prisoners in their blocks of flats.
In spite of the rain – a real downpour since this morning – I went out to walk/jog above our house. I returned after 6.5 km (4M), soaked. But it was very pleasant.
This morning we walked/run to the end of the forest road, where I was going before it was banned. A nice drizzle accompanied us. It was neither hot nor cold. Of course we didn’t meet anyone on the 7 km of the course. No one but our postman in his yellow van. He had a muzzle. Who did he bite? I’m not listening to the Prime Minister. Frimousse’s Mistress will give me a summary – short, I hope.
In a few days, on May 11, stores will reopen, employees will work again in their offices or their workshops, children will go to their schools… What about walkers, cyclists, runners, freedom to go where they want when they want? Having seen the government’s meandering attitude, let me wait and see. This morning our little tour, within the radius of one kilometer, (almost) within the limit of one hour. A summer morning, as every morning for many days.