Thursday, June 25, 2009

The Skin On My Scrotum Is Peeling



is gone. I've done. I have not thought of lai not make it, but this time it is a satisfaction. directly from home bike, arriving here with a shirt that says milan-paris 2009. the street aware of it and looks at me. have a bicycle in paris imagine to be here. Today I went around randomly throughout the day, looking around like a child, snubbing the tourist routes, only the Eiffel Tower, because I wanted to take a picture Bicio that if it deserves it. behaved well.
the stage was long, but the estimates I knew I had a tailwind, and it was from start to finish. I crossed the hills from the Champagne, the valley of the Marne. I stopped in Aulnay, practically at Roissy airport, or you might not find a place in town. the last few kilometers I made them yesterday without Storage, coming to the houses. will which is the first district of Paris I've seen, but I'm loving it.
today the official entrance, a small personal triumph. as a goal I have chosen a laundromat, I've spilled inside all bags.

reims paris-
159.23 km
6h50m
average 22.5 kmh / 59.62
max 1427 m altitude (to the face of the plain French)
average 133 bpm / 160 max

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