For the (very small) minority of people who was NOT on holidays last week, when most of the people in France (and in Europe) were, it has felt like living in an end-of-the-world movie, wandering around a city with most of the local stores closed, free parking spots everywhere and, for the lucky ones, the temporary closing of the bar in front of my window doing karaoke nights every single day.
Sunday the 10th of September was the day I ran for La Parisienne, a 100% feminine 7km race raising awareness and funds for Breast Cancer. It had been raining the day before but it was a beautiful morning when I woke up for my first race ever. Continue reading “Week 34 – My first race, La Parisienne”
Coming back from the USA was hard as I landed in Paris at 1PM, after a sleepless night sitting next to a snoring passenger, and going straight to my god-daughter’s 1st Birthday afternoon party!