lundi 12 septembre 2011
August 15th/ 15 Aout
In France the 15th of August is a bank-holiday when most people here on the coast go to the beach and spend the day chilling out either by or on the sea....I said 'most people', I am no longer amongst these people.
The 15th of August I got up at the crack of dawn, ok at about 7:15am close enough. Collected together my boots, rucksack, cheese and pickle sarnie, water etc and headed off to the toll gate near Antibes where I waited for about 20minutes for a car with two strange men in.When it eventually arrived my belongings were quickly stowed away in the boot and they drove off with me down the motorway, destination ??
They drove up the mountains, around bends, through tight squeezes until we finally reached , Bairols!
I must admit that I'd never heard of it either and am still not too sure exactly where it is, but it's a medieval village somewhere in the Alpes Maritimes behind Nice.
We then set off for a 'short' walk in the mountains...the sun was shining, the birds were singing, not a cloud in sight and a mass of blackberries everywhere! What a day! We set off up and up and up...the hot sun became rather annoying by this point, but it was to get worse!
At each break in the trees there was a fantastic view of the alps spread before us, I also profited from the view to have a quick breather! And so we went on, my fellow hikers were Pascal and Stefan both dedicated hikers amongst other sports, with calf muscles that put mine to shame. We climbed up and up, through meadows then through the woods. At one point I turned the corner to be confronted with HUGE trees!! Pascal looked tiny besides them, the trunks went up and up for at least 6m before reaching foliage, made me feel quite insignificant really in comparison....
The walk continued and the scenery was AMAZING! The views were stupendous and the climate seemed to change with every corner turned from pine to oak to HUGE! We clambered over fallen rocks some of which were fairly recent, so a bit worrying. At one point Pascal was leading and he lost the trail...I must add that they took it in turns to stay with me...but Stef found the markers on the trees, pretty old and faded they were too! We then had to climb up over fallen trees, loose earth and pine needles, we'd been walking for almost 3 hours and I was running out of steam. This bit on the loose earth etc was a bit daunting as I was worried about slipping back down the mountain. But we eventually reached the top! And not a moment too soon as my steam had completely run out by this time.
We stopped in a prairie on top of the mountain, we were at about 2000m, and the view was amazing! We could see the clouds gathering over the alps and clear skies on the other side still. We had lunch and I hoped to refuel enough to keep me going for the rest of the afternoon. The walk so far had lasted 4 hours, and a rest was well deserved. We spent an enjoyable moment setting the world to rights over a glass of rosé or two, or in their case vodka and cranberry.
Then it was the moment to set off again, and to find the path! We set off in what seemed to be the right direction, but in fact it went nowhere apart from over the side of the mountain. Pascal and Stef went in opposite directions to try and find the marks for the trail, but nothing so we turned back and tried looking elsewhere. I found one path that headed down and Stef found one that headed up, of course his was the one we took...I followed taking ten paces and puffing, another ten and more puffing, Pascal started to get worried and he passed me my inhaler and so I continued 10 paces and puffing, 10 paces and puffing... until I eventually reached the top. I still had no energy despite my lunch, my mind and body were willing but the batteries hadn't yet recharged. I found some blackberries grabbed a handful and continued, that would have to do for fuel.
Now we started heading downwards, finally! After opening a few 'gates', which were string with a branch tied to them in the middle and hooked over a branch or a stone, we started down on a rocky path. There was the sound of bells in the distance, but whether they were cows, goats or sheep we had no idea. Pascal started flying downhill and Stef bounded after him ,whilst I carefully picked my way over the rocks and furrows, only to fall over in a dusty patch! Once again we lost the path, I found some wild strawberries and raspberries which we shared once we'd refound the path.
We eventually found the source of the bells...very athletic cows! Amazing cows they were too not your every day field cow, these could climb mountains as good as any goat and a whole lot better than me!
We continued discovering a hollowed out tree trunk used as a watering hole for the cows, lovely cold mountain water ! Ahhhhhh!! Crossed a stream which cascaded down the rocks, I was sorely tempted to just lie down in the water and get cool, but I didn't give in to temptation. We passed through rocky plains, dry dusty forests, huge fern-filled glades across alpine meadows , when we realised that the sun was starting to set. So we stopped at a strategic point to watch the sunset and toasted it with a glass or two, a beautiful sight it was too. We carried onto a point the locals call a 'lac' which normally means lake but in this case it meant a small twisting path and from there it was plain sailing down the mountain...yeah sure..
In fact, as it was getting darker Pascal asked whether we wanted to carry on down this path or take one which went through the woods. Of course I said I'd follow and so we took the forest trail, which was fine at first as it was still light, but as the light dimmed it began to get harder to see. Luckily the path was still stony and these stones were almost white, so easyish to see. I began regretting not taking the other path as I could no longer see Pascal, and Stef was far away. I got to a bend and hesitated when a voice came out of the dark "that's it Joanna, this way", so I carried on hoping that the full moon would finally turn from red to white thereby lighting the way ahead.When it got worse...no more stony path but grass and plants! So I couldn't see a thing! Just as well Pascal was there with a small, very small, torch to point out the 'path'.
The undergrowth grew thicker but we fought our way through it, then I saw a glimmer of light to my right then another, and another...lights! Houses? Streets? No, better than that...fireflies!! I've not seen one for years so it was very moving. Ten minutes later we finally reached the road and found the car where we'd left it at 11am, it was now 10.30pm!!
My companions drove me back to my car and we said our farewells as each headed home to rest, to sleep until next time.
I must admit that my thigh muscles were hurting for at least three days afterwards, but it was well worth it and my mind was still buzzing for ages afterwards.
The 15th of August I got up at the crack of dawn, ok at about 7:15am close enough. Collected together my boots, rucksack, cheese and pickle sarnie, water etc and headed off to the toll gate near Antibes where I waited for about 20minutes for a car with two strange men in.When it eventually arrived my belongings were quickly stowed away in the boot and they drove off with me down the motorway, destination ??
They drove up the mountains, around bends, through tight squeezes until we finally reached , Bairols!
I must admit that I'd never heard of it either and am still not too sure exactly where it is, but it's a medieval village somewhere in the Alpes Maritimes behind Nice.
We then set off for a 'short' walk in the mountains...the sun was shining, the birds were singing, not a cloud in sight and a mass of blackberries everywhere! What a day! We set off up and up and up...the hot sun became rather annoying by this point, but it was to get worse!
At each break in the trees there was a fantastic view of the alps spread before us, I also profited from the view to have a quick breather! And so we went on, my fellow hikers were Pascal and Stefan both dedicated hikers amongst other sports, with calf muscles that put mine to shame. We climbed up and up, through meadows then through the woods. At one point I turned the corner to be confronted with HUGE trees!! Pascal looked tiny besides them, the trunks went up and up for at least 6m before reaching foliage, made me feel quite insignificant really in comparison....
The walk continued and the scenery was AMAZING! The views were stupendous and the climate seemed to change with every corner turned from pine to oak to HUGE! We clambered over fallen rocks some of which were fairly recent, so a bit worrying. At one point Pascal was leading and he lost the trail...I must add that they took it in turns to stay with me...but Stef found the markers on the trees, pretty old and faded they were too! We then had to climb up over fallen trees, loose earth and pine needles, we'd been walking for almost 3 hours and I was running out of steam. This bit on the loose earth etc was a bit daunting as I was worried about slipping back down the mountain. But we eventually reached the top! And not a moment too soon as my steam had completely run out by this time.
We stopped in a prairie on top of the mountain, we were at about 2000m, and the view was amazing! We could see the clouds gathering over the alps and clear skies on the other side still. We had lunch and I hoped to refuel enough to keep me going for the rest of the afternoon. The walk so far had lasted 4 hours, and a rest was well deserved. We spent an enjoyable moment setting the world to rights over a glass of rosé or two, or in their case vodka and cranberry.
Then it was the moment to set off again, and to find the path! We set off in what seemed to be the right direction, but in fact it went nowhere apart from over the side of the mountain. Pascal and Stef went in opposite directions to try and find the marks for the trail, but nothing so we turned back and tried looking elsewhere. I found one path that headed down and Stef found one that headed up, of course his was the one we took...I followed taking ten paces and puffing, another ten and more puffing, Pascal started to get worried and he passed me my inhaler and so I continued 10 paces and puffing, 10 paces and puffing... until I eventually reached the top. I still had no energy despite my lunch, my mind and body were willing but the batteries hadn't yet recharged. I found some blackberries grabbed a handful and continued, that would have to do for fuel.
Now we started heading downwards, finally! After opening a few 'gates', which were string with a branch tied to them in the middle and hooked over a branch or a stone, we started down on a rocky path. There was the sound of bells in the distance, but whether they were cows, goats or sheep we had no idea. Pascal started flying downhill and Stef bounded after him ,whilst I carefully picked my way over the rocks and furrows, only to fall over in a dusty patch! Once again we lost the path, I found some wild strawberries and raspberries which we shared once we'd refound the path.
We eventually found the source of the bells...very athletic cows! Amazing cows they were too not your every day field cow, these could climb mountains as good as any goat and a whole lot better than me!
We continued discovering a hollowed out tree trunk used as a watering hole for the cows, lovely cold mountain water ! Ahhhhhh!! Crossed a stream which cascaded down the rocks, I was sorely tempted to just lie down in the water and get cool, but I didn't give in to temptation. We passed through rocky plains, dry dusty forests, huge fern-filled glades across alpine meadows , when we realised that the sun was starting to set. So we stopped at a strategic point to watch the sunset and toasted it with a glass or two, a beautiful sight it was too. We carried onto a point the locals call a 'lac' which normally means lake but in this case it meant a small twisting path and from there it was plain sailing down the mountain...yeah sure..
In fact, as it was getting darker Pascal asked whether we wanted to carry on down this path or take one which went through the woods. Of course I said I'd follow and so we took the forest trail, which was fine at first as it was still light, but as the light dimmed it began to get harder to see. Luckily the path was still stony and these stones were almost white, so easyish to see. I began regretting not taking the other path as I could no longer see Pascal, and Stef was far away. I got to a bend and hesitated when a voice came out of the dark "that's it Joanna, this way", so I carried on hoping that the full moon would finally turn from red to white thereby lighting the way ahead.When it got worse...no more stony path but grass and plants! So I couldn't see a thing! Just as well Pascal was there with a small, very small, torch to point out the 'path'.
The undergrowth grew thicker but we fought our way through it, then I saw a glimmer of light to my right then another, and another...lights! Houses? Streets? No, better than that...fireflies!! I've not seen one for years so it was very moving. Ten minutes later we finally reached the road and found the car where we'd left it at 11am, it was now 10.30pm!!
My companions drove me back to my car and we said our farewells as each headed home to rest, to sleep until next time.
I must admit that my thigh muscles were hurting for at least three days afterwards, but it was well worth it and my mind was still buzzing for ages afterwards.
mardi 9 août 2011
The poster for the fundraising event!..Thank you Bel Age!! L'afffiche pour le spectacle... Merci Bel Age!!
| This is the poster for the forthcoming fundraising event organized by the Club Bel Age!! Voici l'affiche pour le spectacle organiser par le Club Bel Age !! |
dimanche 7 août 2011
I have a Partner!!
Due to circumstances out of my control I've failed to up date this recently. Here's a quick rundown of what's been happening.
On the 20th of July I had a meeting with the director of Club Bel Age in Cannes, this is a club for older people and it's also where I teach English on a voluntary basis. This meeting was to present my plans for Kilimanjaro and to ask the club to help me in raising the money.
I met Mr Tooley and an assistant, and explained what I will be doing and why. With no hesitation he said that they would be pleased to help me and invited me to a directors meeting at the end of August to speak to the managers of all the clubs, so they could propose various fundraising events. Mr Tooley also said that he would contact other associations etc to see if they would join Bel Age in helping me, they would do posters and fliers as well! I was amazed and pleased to receive such help, I wasn't expecting as much as they offered.
Later that day I received an email confirming that the Club de Bel Age would be my official partners in my mad venture, the President had confirmed and he would participate in the events with me. I must add that the President has already climbed Kilimanjaro and he made it to the top unfortunately his wife, who accompanied him, didn't.
The first event is now underway, it will be a Jazz event with my dear friend Denia singing, she's been likened to Ella Fitzgerald down here. The event will take place on the 25th of September in Cannes in a large room where they hold lots of important events such as the film festival etc!!
Some more good news is that the club where I train, Keep Cool, waived my renewal fee for the next six months! So that will go towards my funds, there is also a collection box and poster in the gym and as I am a shy person by nature ;-) I hope to be able to inform people what I am training for.
On the 20th of July I had a meeting with the director of Club Bel Age in Cannes, this is a club for older people and it's also where I teach English on a voluntary basis. This meeting was to present my plans for Kilimanjaro and to ask the club to help me in raising the money.
I met Mr Tooley and an assistant, and explained what I will be doing and why. With no hesitation he said that they would be pleased to help me and invited me to a directors meeting at the end of August to speak to the managers of all the clubs, so they could propose various fundraising events. Mr Tooley also said that he would contact other associations etc to see if they would join Bel Age in helping me, they would do posters and fliers as well! I was amazed and pleased to receive such help, I wasn't expecting as much as they offered.
Later that day I received an email confirming that the Club de Bel Age would be my official partners in my mad venture, the President had confirmed and he would participate in the events with me. I must add that the President has already climbed Kilimanjaro and he made it to the top unfortunately his wife, who accompanied him, didn't.
The first event is now underway, it will be a Jazz event with my dear friend Denia singing, she's been likened to Ella Fitzgerald down here. The event will take place on the 25th of September in Cannes in a large room where they hold lots of important events such as the film festival etc!!
Some more good news is that the club where I train, Keep Cool, waived my renewal fee for the next six months! So that will go towards my funds, there is also a collection box and poster in the gym and as I am a shy person by nature ;-) I hope to be able to inform people what I am training for.
vendredi 22 juillet 2011
jeudi 7 juillet 2011
Training Program
Okay time for an update me thinks...So for those who wish to follow my training I've decided to tell you about my training program. I actually started it on June 19th, and the trainer at my local gym gave me a basic outline of what to do before he adapted it for me.
So six months before the date I have to get into the habit of regular exercise, (which is easy for me as I've been doing so since January) and they recommend doing;
Aerobic training 3 times a week for 30-35 minutes per session;
Recreational exercise 1 day a week;
Strength training twice a week;
4 hour walk;
Rest 2-3 days a week.
What I'm actually doing is fairly close to this plan, although there are some alterations since I've been training for several months already. What I do is;
Aerobic training 3 times a week, one session of 2 x 45 minutes and two of 45 minutes, I do the treadmill and/or a AMT machine which does the arms and legs at the same time;
Weight training twice a week, four exercises for the legs and four for the upper body 4x15 repetitions;
Four hour walk.
I've just increased my speed on the treadmill from 5.5km/hour to 6.7km/hour over 45 minutes, I've also increased the resistance on the other machine. The first time I did this program I felt lost at the end because if was over too quickly! I'd got used to doing at least 3 hours at the gym and all of a sudden I was only doing 90 minutes to 2 hours...
I normally go walking with a couple of friends but the other week I needed to walk and no-one was available so I decided to go on my own...not a wise thing to do I know but needs must...The circuit I chose was one I know well as I've done it several times before, also it's fairly shady which is vital as the temperature is well over 30°C!
So off I set at 2pm, the time when mad dogs and English women go out in the afternoon sun! It was 32°C when I set off up the mountain at a fair pace...in fact my pace was such that I had to slow down due to the heat, also I was on the phone and heavy breathing down the phone sounds odd at the best of times !
I finally turned into the woods after 50 minutes, and got some shade, then I had a moment of confusion, probably due to the heat, and went in circles for about 20 minutes. Despite this, and the squirrels chattering away angrily I set off at a good pace again. The only thing bothering me were HUGE green eyed flies! Damn things kept following me as I strode through the woods, scrambled up rocks and back down the other side, finally reaching a small open area...only when I finally managed to kill at least one of the critters did they leave me alone!
The only people I met on my high speed hike were cyclists heading downhill, probably on their way to the beach, and a couple I met on the final leg. As I said no-one was as mad as I was! I finally got back to my car after completing a hike which has previously taken 6 hours, with a friend, in just over 4 hours!!
The only thing I felt was relief at getting into a air-conditioned car, especially as the outside temperature was now 38°C, and slight burning in my hips but that was more due to walking on a tarmac road than anything else.
C'est l'heure d'une mise à jour de l'évolution de ma préparation. Ainsi pour ceux qui souhaite suivre ma préparation physique, j'ai décidé de vous décrire mon entrainement. J'ai en réalité commencer le 19 juin, à m'entrainer dans ma salle de sport. L'entraineur m'a donné un programme basic a suivre avant de l'adapter pour moi.
Ainsi six mois avant le date je dois prendre l'habitude de m'entrainer régulièrement 4 fois par semaine.
Il recommande de faire du :
Cardio 3 fois par semaine pour 30-35 minutes par session;
Exercice de loisirs 1 jour par semaine;
Musculation deux fois par semaine;
Promenade de 4 heure;
Donnez un repos à 2-3 jours par semaine.
Ce que je fais en réalité est assez près de plan, bien qu'il y ait quelques changements puisque je m'entrain depuis plusieurs mois déjà.
Ce que je fais c'est :
Cardio 3 fois par semaine, une session de 2x45 minutes et deux de 45 minutes. Je fais le tapis de jogging et une machine d'AMT qui fait les bras et les jambes en même temps;
Musculation deux fois par semaine, quatre exercices pour les jambes et quatre pour l'haut de corps, 4 x15 mn. Représentant un promenade de 4 heures.
Puis repos 2-3 jours par semaine.
Je viens d'augmenter ma vitesse sur le tapis de 5.5km/heure à 6.7 km/heure pour 45 minutes, j'ai aussi augmenté la résistance sur l'autre machine. La première fois que j'ai fait ce programme je me suis senti perdu à la fin parce que j'avais fini trop rapidement! Je m'étais habitué au faire au moins 3 heures dans la salle de sport et tout à coup je faisais seulement 90 minutes à 2 heures...
Je vais normalement marcher avec un ou deux amis mais l'autre semaine j'ai eu besoin de marcher et personne n'était disponible donc j'ai décidé d'aller toute seule... pas une chose sage à faire je sais mais le challenge avec ses obligations sont biens là ...Le circuit que j'ai choisi était un parcours que je connais bien comme je l'ai fait plusieurs fois auparavant, aussi il est assez ombragé qui est vital car la température dépasse 30°C ici !
Ainsi j'ai démarré à 14h, l'heure ou les chiens enragés et des femmes anglaises sortent l'après-midi au soleil! Il faisait 32°C quand j'ai commencé la montée à un bon allure...en fait mon allure était tel que j'ai dû ralentir en raison de la chaleur, aussi j'étais au téléphone et à lourde respiration au téléphone semble étrange au meilleurs moments!
Je me suis finalement arriver dans le bois après 50 minutes et me suis installé à l'ombre, alors j'avais un moment de confusion, probablement en raison de la chaleur et j'ai tourné en rond pour environ 20 minutes. Malgré cela et les écureuils bavardant au loin en colère je me suis mis en route à une bonne allure de nouveau. La seule chose me dérangeant était des mouches avec des yeux vertes ENORMES! Ces saloperies des mouches m'ont suivis pendant toute ma randonnée. Après avoir grimpé tant bien que mal des roches et descendu de l'autre côté, atteignant finalement un petit pré...
Les seuls gens que j'ai rencontré sur mon chemin de grande vitesse étaient des cyclistes sur la descente, probablement en route vers la plage et un couple que j'ai rencontré sur les derniers mètres. Comme j'ai dit personnes étais aussi fou que moi ou aussi motivé !
Je suis finalement revenu à ma voiture après l'achèvement d'une randonnée qui a précédemment pris 6 heures, avec une amie, en juste en peu plus de 4 heures toute seule!!
La seule chose que j'ai sentie était le soulagement à entrant à une voiture climatisée, d'autant plus que la température extérieure était maintenant de 38°C, et un sensation brûlant dans mes hanches mais c'était plus en raison de la marche à pied sur une route de macadam qu'autre chose.
So six months before the date I have to get into the habit of regular exercise, (which is easy for me as I've been doing so since January) and they recommend doing;
Aerobic training 3 times a week for 30-35 minutes per session;
Recreational exercise 1 day a week;
Strength training twice a week;
4 hour walk;
Rest 2-3 days a week.
What I'm actually doing is fairly close to this plan, although there are some alterations since I've been training for several months already. What I do is;
Aerobic training 3 times a week, one session of 2 x 45 minutes and two of 45 minutes, I do the treadmill and/or a AMT machine which does the arms and legs at the same time;
Weight training twice a week, four exercises for the legs and four for the upper body 4x15 repetitions;
Four hour walk.
I've just increased my speed on the treadmill from 5.5km/hour to 6.7km/hour over 45 minutes, I've also increased the resistance on the other machine. The first time I did this program I felt lost at the end because if was over too quickly! I'd got used to doing at least 3 hours at the gym and all of a sudden I was only doing 90 minutes to 2 hours...
I normally go walking with a couple of friends but the other week I needed to walk and no-one was available so I decided to go on my own...not a wise thing to do I know but needs must...The circuit I chose was one I know well as I've done it several times before, also it's fairly shady which is vital as the temperature is well over 30°C!
So off I set at 2pm, the time when mad dogs and English women go out in the afternoon sun! It was 32°C when I set off up the mountain at a fair pace...in fact my pace was such that I had to slow down due to the heat, also I was on the phone and heavy breathing down the phone sounds odd at the best of times !
I finally turned into the woods after 50 minutes, and got some shade, then I had a moment of confusion, probably due to the heat, and went in circles for about 20 minutes. Despite this, and the squirrels chattering away angrily I set off at a good pace again. The only thing bothering me were HUGE green eyed flies! Damn things kept following me as I strode through the woods, scrambled up rocks and back down the other side, finally reaching a small open area...only when I finally managed to kill at least one of the critters did they leave me alone!
The only people I met on my high speed hike were cyclists heading downhill, probably on their way to the beach, and a couple I met on the final leg. As I said no-one was as mad as I was! I finally got back to my car after completing a hike which has previously taken 6 hours, with a friend, in just over 4 hours!!
The only thing I felt was relief at getting into a air-conditioned car, especially as the outside temperature was now 38°C, and slight burning in my hips but that was more due to walking on a tarmac road than anything else.
C'est l'heure d'une mise à jour de l'évolution de ma préparation. Ainsi pour ceux qui souhaite suivre ma préparation physique, j'ai décidé de vous décrire mon entrainement. J'ai en réalité commencer le 19 juin, à m'entrainer dans ma salle de sport. L'entraineur m'a donné un programme basic a suivre avant de l'adapter pour moi.
Ainsi six mois avant le date je dois prendre l'habitude de m'entrainer régulièrement 4 fois par semaine.
Il recommande de faire du :
Cardio 3 fois par semaine pour 30-35 minutes par session;
Exercice de loisirs 1 jour par semaine;
Musculation deux fois par semaine;
Promenade de 4 heure;
Donnez un repos à 2-3 jours par semaine.
Ce que je fais en réalité est assez près de plan, bien qu'il y ait quelques changements puisque je m'entrain depuis plusieurs mois déjà.
Ce que je fais c'est :
Cardio 3 fois par semaine, une session de 2x45 minutes et deux de 45 minutes. Je fais le tapis de jogging et une machine d'AMT qui fait les bras et les jambes en même temps;
Musculation deux fois par semaine, quatre exercices pour les jambes et quatre pour l'haut de corps, 4 x15 mn. Représentant un promenade de 4 heures.
Puis repos 2-3 jours par semaine.
Je viens d'augmenter ma vitesse sur le tapis de 5.5km/heure à 6.7 km/heure pour 45 minutes, j'ai aussi augmenté la résistance sur l'autre machine. La première fois que j'ai fait ce programme je me suis senti perdu à la fin parce que j'avais fini trop rapidement! Je m'étais habitué au faire au moins 3 heures dans la salle de sport et tout à coup je faisais seulement 90 minutes à 2 heures...
Je vais normalement marcher avec un ou deux amis mais l'autre semaine j'ai eu besoin de marcher et personne n'était disponible donc j'ai décidé d'aller toute seule... pas une chose sage à faire je sais mais le challenge avec ses obligations sont biens là ...Le circuit que j'ai choisi était un parcours que je connais bien comme je l'ai fait plusieurs fois auparavant, aussi il est assez ombragé qui est vital car la température dépasse 30°C ici !
Ainsi j'ai démarré à 14h, l'heure ou les chiens enragés et des femmes anglaises sortent l'après-midi au soleil! Il faisait 32°C quand j'ai commencé la montée à un bon allure...en fait mon allure était tel que j'ai dû ralentir en raison de la chaleur, aussi j'étais au téléphone et à lourde respiration au téléphone semble étrange au meilleurs moments!
Je me suis finalement arriver dans le bois après 50 minutes et me suis installé à l'ombre, alors j'avais un moment de confusion, probablement en raison de la chaleur et j'ai tourné en rond pour environ 20 minutes. Malgré cela et les écureuils bavardant au loin en colère je me suis mis en route à une bonne allure de nouveau. La seule chose me dérangeant était des mouches avec des yeux vertes ENORMES! Ces saloperies des mouches m'ont suivis pendant toute ma randonnée. Après avoir grimpé tant bien que mal des roches et descendu de l'autre côté, atteignant finalement un petit pré...
Les seuls gens que j'ai rencontré sur mon chemin de grande vitesse étaient des cyclistes sur la descente, probablement en route vers la plage et un couple que j'ai rencontré sur les derniers mètres. Comme j'ai dit personnes étais aussi fou que moi ou aussi motivé !
Je suis finalement revenu à ma voiture après l'achèvement d'une randonnée qui a précédemment pris 6 heures, avec une amie, en juste en peu plus de 4 heures toute seule!!
La seule chose que j'ai sentie était le soulagement à entrant à une voiture climatisée, d'autant plus que la température extérieure était maintenant de 38°C, et un sensation brûlant dans mes hanches mais c'était plus en raison de la marche à pied sur une route de macadam qu'autre chose.
dimanche 19 juin 2011
Training!!etc....
Well I thought it was time to update you on how my training is going...haha!
As my sister and her husband were here for a week that meant I didn't get any done, although I did stock up on vitamin D, which as anyone knows is vital to all RAers!
I did get out for a hike on the afternoon of their arrival, in the mountains behind Grasse about 1hr 30 from my house. At one point I told my friends I'd meet them at the top, and went marching off up the mountain and reached the top after just over two hours! Two mountain bikers caught up with me and we got to the top at the same time. I had enough time to rest and cool down by the time my friends arrived about 20minutes later.
So that was last Saturday and today I decided to get my ass back down the gym. Which I duly did and managed to do 1hr 40 of cardio followed by weight training and stretching. So a grand total of 3hours and 26 minutes! I still have the soaking wet t-shirt to prove it too! All I can say is "thank you for Lucozade!", I now have a small bottle of it each time I go to the gym, better than a Mars, and it helps keep me going.
If all goes to plan I will be back at the gym tomorrow and painting money boxes white in the evening. I decided that Cinderella and fairies on collection boxes for my trek weren't quite the thing...oddly enough. Although a magic wand would be handy at times I must say, I could then wave away the Rheumatoid!! But as I have no magic wand I'll just get out the white paint and get training to raise the money to find better treatment for rheumatoid.
Alors j'ai penser que je devais vous mettre a jour pour mon entrainment...haha!!
As my sister and her husband were here for a week that meant I didn't get any done, although I did stock up on vitamin D, which as anyone knows is vital to all RAers!
I did get out for a hike on the afternoon of their arrival, in the mountains behind Grasse about 1hr 30 from my house. At one point I told my friends I'd meet them at the top, and went marching off up the mountain and reached the top after just over two hours! Two mountain bikers caught up with me and we got to the top at the same time. I had enough time to rest and cool down by the time my friends arrived about 20minutes later.
So that was last Saturday and today I decided to get my ass back down the gym. Which I duly did and managed to do 1hr 40 of cardio followed by weight training and stretching. So a grand total of 3hours and 26 minutes! I still have the soaking wet t-shirt to prove it too! All I can say is "thank you for Lucozade!", I now have a small bottle of it each time I go to the gym, better than a Mars, and it helps keep me going.
If all goes to plan I will be back at the gym tomorrow and painting money boxes white in the evening. I decided that Cinderella and fairies on collection boxes for my trek weren't quite the thing...oddly enough. Although a magic wand would be handy at times I must say, I could then wave away the Rheumatoid!! But as I have no magic wand I'll just get out the white paint and get training to raise the money to find better treatment for rheumatoid.
Alors j'ai penser que je devais vous mettre a jour pour mon entrainment...haha!!
The Spoon Theory written by Christine Miserandino
The Spoon Theory written by Christine Miserandino
This is one way to describe our everyday challenge, it just about sums it up....
This is one way to describe our everyday challenge, it just about sums it up....
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