After 20kms and 1000m elevation, as well as a quick wander round the gorgeous little village of Nant, this is what I came up with:
At the end, it's the feet that suffer most (and the thighs, ohhh the thighs)
But that's not the worst of it...
Feeling a bit shabby? Need a pick me up...
Or maybe something more substantial from the local boulangerie!
Mmm - over 5000 people flooded in for the races over the weekend. That's one busy baker!
I needed more. A girl needs to pamper herself after a race... Maybe a new handbag?
Just me: vintage, reused, recycled...
... into a letter box!
I needed a shower then - and with parking being difficult...
(Must be tricky getting your car out of that one!)
The race was back on...to the hotel!
Looking forward to the next adventure though...
These little French villages all have a story to tell
so if I come back a bit shabby maybe, it's definitely uplifting!
