niedziela, 16 lipca 2017
Need for speed:bike edition
Ahhhh, today was great!!!I woke up so well rested, and with great humor.switched on the GPS, chose La Lavandou as my sleeping place, Toulon and heyers as my stopping places.aaaand In return I get info telling me I will have 1200m of way up,and 1100m way down.....oh yeah, my quads are already telling me to f*** off.I will buy water on nearest station, bc mountains per hour are like almost 1,5L, not kidding,the sweat is real.I started out with 20,almost 30km of fairly flat road,and then it begun,an endless almost 20km long, way up...jesus, I almost suffocated on some of those hillsz but my gosh, the views,and the huge respect and smiles from all the other cyclist, everyone waving and saying bonjour, someone even patted me on the back while going pass me.Sweet.everyone I saw while going down I thought "wow, you are going to have a long way up in a minute,good luck"somewhere on km 70, in a little village a group of people shouted and whistled at me, and I thought agh, something fell off my bike,or they are just bored.but no! They stopped me to ask me where I am going, and to have a chit chat, later on they invited me for a cola, and funny frenglish conversation(Google translator, thx for existing) offered me a place to sleep, with a swimming pool and all, but I denied, because I still had some way to go, and I don't know, now that it's almost 22:00, I think I was stupid, I should've accepted a bed, no matter the distance,I wasn't supposed to do this for time, but for experiences...oh well, we all make mistakes.to resume, I am charging my phone down a turistic info boot,and I will sleep at a parking lot, hopefully, I gotta go see if my bike is okay, and inflate the mattress,Good night!!!
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