Training Log Archive: Becks

Not the most sleep in the world after being woken up at 5.30 by shouts of "Rock and Roll!" in french. But the morning was delicious, with mist down the in the valley and sun on the hills. I set off along the river south of Sens, but quickly tired of the flat, and went extreme like the old school Oxford days, crossing the river, running through a forest for snail collecting and then up the chalk hills at the side of the town. Managed to find my way back to Val's dad 's place without a map which astonished him greatly, as did my map reading for the rest of the weekend. Legend.

A nice easy paddle down the river Cure - wouldn't have put it as training except we did a couple of races and currenty bits and my shoulders and core were really sore afterwards, so it must have done something!