We really did a tour de France this summer and I'm not sure I could do it again to be honest. By the end I was really not travelling well! We drove a total of 3000km.
We went from the North to Nantes (7 hours in a car) then to Cap d'agde on the South coast (10 hours in a car - horrible does not do it justice) then to Toulouse (3 hours in a car) then back up to the North (10 hours in a car).
The leg from Nantes to Cap d'agde was awful. There is no motorway from Nantes to Bordeaux and it took forever. When we got to Bordeaux there were traffic jams and we headed off the mototrway into Wine Countryside. It's very pretty, but oh so windy. I unfortunately to do not have a photo, but I was momentarily cheered up as we passed by the town of 'Condom'. hehe. Needless to say I was so glad to arrive in Cap d'agde and to be welcomed by the sun!
I took my running shoes on holiday as previously mentioned and did quite well. I went running in Nantes in the beautiful countryside twice, and in Cap d'agde twice, early morning before breakfast! Not bad for 8 days! (It was way too hot in Toulouse to run, 28oC at 9am, not thanks).
I was true to my word and I did attempt the hill in Cap d'adge. I was really hard on myself because it was ridiculously difficult and I admit I walked a great deal up it. There was a 3 km climb to the hill, then 1km steep climb. I was worn out before I got to the foot of the steep hill. I was amazed to see quite a few other runners attempting the hill, they seemed to be doing well, gritting their teeth, but going up in a jog all the same. I couldn't manage a lot in a jog, but I was proud to say I was at the top before 9am!
|At the foot of Mont St Loup|
|Admiring the view of the misty morning|
Away from running, our holidays were like any other. Who says holidays, says aperos! My healthy eating took a battering during our 10 days away. I practically had apéro twice a day, lunch time and evening, every day. yikes! I love a good glass of muscat and nibbles. uh hum. When in Rome and all that. I was a little worried getting on the scales the morning after we got back home but hallelujah, someone is looking out for me, as I had only gained half a kilo! I honestly couldn't believe it! Maybe this means I can have apéro more often? hmmm, I don't think so! ;o) J wasn't so well looked after, the scales were showing 4 kg heavier when he got home. Opps!
Before we headed North, we spent 3 days in Toulouse to see J's bro and his family. It was great to see them but I did come to the conclusion that I couldn't live there, ever. In the summer they have to close the window shutters so the heat doesn't get in the house meaning you live in the dark and have to turn the lights on in the daytime. I love sunlight and I need it to feel good. I just couldn't cope in the summer if I lived in the South! Another point is that when we were there, we had a siesta every afternoon. I NEVER sleep in the afternoon. I hate it, it's such a waste of time but the heat (35oC +) really wipes you out and you can't help but nod off for an hour after lunch. I don't know how people in offices cope! Finally, and it's a big one for me, I couldn't cope with the mosquitos. Over the years, I've grown to be frigtened of them because I am severely allergic to them and require steriods to get over the bites. As soon as night falls, they come out to play and Emmy? She runs into the house and checks that all windows are closed. I couldn't spend one evening outside with the others. Another reason why I will never live in the South, if I can't make the most of the good weather!
On our way home, our air conditioning broke! And on the day the 'canicule' was in full swing! It started smoking in the car and we spent the whole 9 hours journey turning it on and off every 2 minutes (the length of time it stayed coldish). We were lucky to have a can of water vapour to try to cool us off.
It was nice to get back home to familiar noises and smells. I really disconnected during this summer holiday, exactly what I needed because the new work year has already started like an Olympic starting pistol!