My bid to remain fit whilst in the land of cheese and wine has been a struggle so far. Be it the requirement of a doctor's note to play Rugby or of speedos to go swimming my path seems consistently filled with obstacles. The total chaos and anarchy down at Piscine Georges Drigny (they don't have lanes for differing speeds, it's horrible) as led me to take up running again. I shouldn't complain as I have any number of landmarks to plot my course around, be at down along le Seine or across to le Tour Eiffel, but I don't like running with people around. As with the swimming I need to get a rythmn going and it's not possible along the streets of Paris with the hoards of people. Add this to the fact that on all 6 of my runs thus far I've got totally lost and I'm not a happy bunny.
This wouldn't happen in the leafy suburbs of Cheshire....
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