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May 17, 2009: Trail of Cornices

few strides before warm-up Our Lady of The Salvage, lost in the woods in the Causse du Larzac.

's go for 26 km and 1000 m of ascents and descents in the wild beauty of the gorge Dourbie
Upon arrival, 3 h 22 later with a companion who shared the last mile with me
The "playground" Trail of Cornices

As promised last year, I'm back on this trail magic, always GMOs (Simmered Ingeniously Organization), and more Greener! bio-degradable barrier tape, distributing cups plastic reusable everyone to avoid wasting the food supply. They are also used for the meal after the race.

This year, small change, it rotates in the opposite direction, and the course made a few extra detours. Result: everyone is a time a little longer, including the first.

No matter, the course is always so pretty. Is attacked by a good run, about 4 km in a relatively flexible does not hit too. In the valley, you begin to feel the heat. In following up, I alternate between running and walking because my Camelbak is heavier than last year (1.5 liter instead of 1), there is only one supply this year, around the 14th kilo at the lowest point of the race. I arrive in 1 hour and 38 after a steep descent in a wood, legs are hard bottom. The ascent to the plateau, about 400m above, begins well, but after 10 minutes, I walk more. It is a stroke of "worse" that will last a good half hour. In addition, I have a problem with my pocket beverage. There is still water, but when I long the pipette, it has almost nothing ... and I know there is more than an hour of racing. Finally, around 2 hours 30 minutes of racing, I pick up my backpack and discovered that the bag was turned upside down, with the pipette at the top ... I take this opportunity to eat a fruit paste because I feel a hypo coming, I drink some good sip. During this interlude, I am going through several competitors, and I finished the race with one of them. We pass under the arch of stones, the last climb before the final, and we decide not to sprint to the disappointment of the small speaker. We are tied 68th on 123.

Almost 20 mn more than in 2008 (3 h 22 3 h instead of 03), no doubt, it's harder in this direction. The first has 2 h13, 7 minutes more for him. Finally they are equivalent to a marathon lap on the road, but the pleasure is incomparable. Here, not one second of boredom! varied landscapes, beautiful and wild, very friendly welcome, impeccable organization, this trail will become a classic for me!

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1st May 2009: April 18 Fressines

A trail of 15 km to prepare the Trail of the cornices, the 17 / 5. I try and down the coast, and I preferred to come to Rompsay Fressines rather than the coasts seem shorter. Here there are some steep paths rather long and steep, as in King's Road in Ste Néomaye, many stones. I add about 5 km from overheating, with ribs again, always to the mileage and elevation.

For cons, the race I can not keep rhythm, is it heavy weather? after the first km in 4'30, and a passage in the 5th 24'39 despite difficult terrain, steep and bold, I "m'éteins" little by little, and see competitors pass me one by one, without being able to m hang. I still tears me in the last climb, history back a few places, but I'm not happy with my time, 1 h17'19. I will return to less than 1 h15.

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2009: The Paths of Mellois

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coast, more than a few meters to complete a superb day of racing!

Marion Relay 1, to the 10th km on the 26. After a quiet first part, it will accelerate make excellent time. Francis accompanies a small stretch of road

2nd relay for Corinne, the shortest (17 km) but not easier, including a shift from climbing quite impressive, and always a succession of ribs and descents . Finally, the fog had lifted and the sun begins to appear
Here I am in the forest of Hermitain after 45 minutes of racing. This is the "culmination" of my relays (170 m). It is also the time when I start to get a rhythm interesting because until now I feel like the wedge but do not advance!


The arrival of 19 km, waterbody Lambon, last rib, and I'm not going to let me go through the 20 m behind me guys! Thank you to Eliane for photos

End Relay for Francis, still in the bump to the 10th km, but who will know failure legs thereafter. There are days like this ....

Like last year, the leading team of "To Miss s" at the start of Trails Mellois, this Saturday to share adventures in the company of Eliane, patient and caring supporter. It was a bit reversed the order of the relays on 2008, boredom born of uniformity (La Fontaine). So Marion, who gets stuck for the first relay, the longest and who turns in a superb 2 h 18, paths a little less muddy than last year.

Corinne attack the 17 km following the Exoudun to Souvigné part I did in 2008. Except this year, to spice up a little, she was found after 7 or 8 km to some climbing rope with a portion of the climb. Not expected that! and it is not the average up ...

13:45. I start from the 3rd Souvigné relay 19 km. Beautiful sun begins to heat, 3 good ribs and a ford crossing in the first 4 kilometers myself a little break. I can not find a proper rhythm, the breath is short and I is not moving! Finally, after the forest of Hermitain, about 9 or 10 miles, it is gradually returning, and I am pleased by accelerating, I caught up and crosses many competitors, which is always good for morale. 1 h 46.

Francis then went to the last relay, 20 km + 2 that we all share 4. Although in the first game, he pays a little late for making race the previous Sunday, and no doubt the sun gives good this afternoon.

By 8 am we 08'07 48th of 68 teams, like last year and the day ends after showering to Sudan before the Orangerie restaurant plates delightfully performed by Brunet brothers, and pastry chef.
A race really well organized and a good day there are always too short!

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March 29, 2009: Azay the Burnt - Niort

I will remake this race that I really liked 2 years ago. This city to city organized by the Paralysed France is visiting the country Deux Sèvres by small roads and quiet lanes. Very good organization, both signs that the refueling.
It's still cold at 9 h 30 from the 24 km, but the sun shows up and it warms up quickly in power. I am going to do 2 hours or 12 km / h average, but with no reference (the miles are not listed) I go "at random". It must be set wrong because I'm at the finish ahead of my expectations, 1 h 53'55. Well, in that sense, I'm not complaining, you'd better start the year like this!

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The concubine of hemoglobin

I know I promised to talk about my fitness trail within the various administrations, fraught with risk (and not a little). But I realize that I have not mentioned an anecdote from the toilet which always impresses in society. Plant
decor.
that day, of course, are present clients in abundance (badgers, go eat elsewhere is not good burgers full of fat and sugars), a manager who does not really hooked atoms with me (I tried to be polite eh) and myself.
Once is not custom, I find myself case, only with the manager. Strobe, I am so happy, almost 4 hours in face-to-head, it's too much happiness, I fail ...
I'm not sure how I cut / rape / slice / other specify (delete as appropriate) the upper hand. Ca spotting a tad, nothing serious but hey, it's not very appetizing. And I work in a restaurant, do I remember. So I headed determinedly towards a water point, at least story and clear things up. A bellow
reaches me from the other end of the counter: "kestufou? . Uh, you know, I'm hurt, I clean and I come back. Response obtained:
"You will not begin to do crap for crap like that. There's no time to wait for the redo beautiful princess. You come back in hand and fissa, ass full of crap. " Well well well
, while that in front of stunned customers, who rightly believe that the reputation of the toilets in management of staff is not misused. Yeah, hysterical with chicks who make you pay them big ass and brain of hens, it steals not very high.
short, I say nothing, it makes little thing and I do not feel ready for a slanging match in order.
After a while, see a certain time, I serve a couple and I see the young woman when I twist the nose ask her french fries on her tray. I inquire of its possible reasons:
"There's a concern?
- Ben, you are wounded in the hand.
- Oh, that! Do not worry, it's no big deal.
- but Not c is not it. The problem is that you are bleeding in my chips. "


Epilogue:
After explaining the situation, the client has made a big scandal I really laughed. But hey, Today, I still have a scar on his hand.

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Yes, well, the title is perhaps not the best taste but it is my state of mind at the time.

As announced in a previous message, I resigned my job as a saleswoman sûûûperbe / manufacturer burgers. Three years. Three years to serve clients not necessarily friendly (there's even a group denouncing Fessebook clients as toilets that are the worst). Three years ago in the kitchen to prepare these horrors, by cutting and burning. Three years ago to support leaders often beasts eat hay and compensate their IQ whelk rotting in you all day because it gives them wriggle hormones. Especially the chicks, all half hystero. Not bother me troll, but I assume not only plus I do not care.

Because now, all this is over. Finifinifinifini! Since Sunday, I am a free woman. And unemployment. But actually not. Clarification: I did not leave the toilet because I had found another job (I'd pulled anyway, my limitations were largely overcome) but because I started training at the end of the month.
Joy, happiness, bliss.
I talked about it seems to me that my training when funding had been refused. But through perseverance (and telephone harassment), I managed to keep my place and cherry on the Gatali, to make me pay. Strobe.

So I'm over the moon, really now hovering well without me realizing what is happening to me. Finally, I should like to have my account by going to mock me in uniform and small heads soft bulb wandering around like Grace Kelly in the entire restaurant, probably to forget that nobody else wants their immense talents.

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One of the leaders: "We must take action! If you have nothing to do (SIGNED? Happen? ), will help your colleagues, do the cleaning! The i-ni-tia-tive! "
Ten minutes later, a colleague came to me because he had just arrived and that he had assigned any task, another leader, "But kestufou? Where do you take initiatives? where you think? You do what you say and nothing else! If you say anything, you do nothing! Nanmého! "

I think I need not comment further ...

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Since my ordeal in the toilet expires at the end of this week I'll share a few anecdotes to make you quite realize how rewarding it as work.

I worked in several restaurants on hand and in the kitchen. I had to change once again at work and after spending several days in the kitchen, my superiors that I remember as a cashier and hop, will sell burgers and faster than that. Sir yes sir!
Two or third customer, dressed only with brands that cost the skin of the buttocks (my monthly salary on the backs wholesale), to locate, eh, I'm not dealing with a bum who sleeps under bridges. He asks me a promo. Ok, he is an employee there a coupon of some kind? Only possible answers to these questions (I think): yes or no. Mistake, mistake! That's the response:
"Come on, do not your radasse me your file and cheese, big teupu.

And that I held for almost two years there and three years in total in the toilet.
And say we still wonder why I quit my job so fabulous.

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Hey, it's Labor Day ... RIP

It seems that it is Labor Day today, a day where nobody works, except for essential services like hospitals or police. Trades really useful, without them, it's panic, chaos, black shit. The perfect definition of the toilet then. Because today, we are open, as every day of the year. Because even today, we will have in the world, many people. Because the burger does not wait.
Reminds me of an anecdote also arrived on a Sunday evening, which is our biggest night of the week in terms of turnover. A badger customer to whom I remarked that it would be wise talk to me on a different tone, replied, half-contemptuous half-squealing "oh well, you know, it's Sunday, it's the end of the weekend and tomorrow I must return to work". Well well well, how do you say, so that your brain assimilates information whelk? You really feel like I'm at the beach, right now, immediately? Did not you feel slightly I'm working and yes, it is Sunday?

But hey, it's all over soon because Ay, I resigned