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FIRST OUT FULLY

After several months of "sacrifice" to pace, hair and weight training for strength and countless hours of home trainer, yesterday for the first time this season I am left without any bridle and I can tell you that ... I'm still cooking!

lot of people to appointments, about fifteen people, which allowed us to form a good group to start, although, as usual, we stayed at eight since the middle of the trail. This is not surprising, given the pace despite a headwind of nearly 40 km / h.

Regulars ...

Rundowns and new, with a touch of color ... ;-)

Well, he had to turn around at Rambouillet because he broke a spoke on the rear wheel. Too bad because it was running well and took his share of work. Destination Chevreuse Valley (with the headwind to Rambouillet), returning a little better because we had three quarters in the back, but the legs were already a bit damaged due to the pace. That said, it does not stop me from challenging climbs Patrick on a journey. Too bad that just after Marc had the good idea to get us to go to That (the coast the hardest of the morning) ... You can imagine what state (pathetic) we (Patrick and me) has mounted ... :-( Fortunately

Bernard has brought willingly to a puncture. This allowed us to recover a little sun ...

And while Philip was helping ...

Others, like Americo and Jean Claude played the cool ;-). Well, it should be noted that, for once, took some Americo over until it's gone all alone ... In fact, the approach Limours he continued straight on (he was all alone head) while we turned left to climb and eventually Roussigny to the Snail.

But just after repairing a puncture (and before the start of Americo), Marc (yesterday was a very good day) escaped alone in the purest style Cancellara and no one can follow his wheel ...

And finally, we arrived without further incident to the Snail, the last climb I've done thoroughly (well, with what was left ... ;-)

And then relax alone during the last ten miles to try to clean toxins in the legs while the rest of the group continued its pace. Today I have an appointment with the cardiologist and I'm not sure how to make my session active recovery on the home trainer.

Conclusion: 3h4_ bike to travel 105 km with 500 m drop to an average of 27.8 km / h (it was above 28 km / h before leaving the group). Cons by heart rate was very high: 149 pulses. Look

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We'll see what I say because the cardiologist, for now, I still have the legs applesauce.

Good Road

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SARs of the Rosy Cross Belgian Serge Caillet conference

Serge Caillet is a historian of the occult and author of several books and numerous articles on the Egyptian Freemasonry at Rosicrucisme at Martinique and various esoteric movements. It is also the director of the Institute Eleazar designed to transmit the teaching Martinist through courses, seminars and meetings of academic. The conference will deliver it to focus on Gremm: "SARs of the Rose-Croix Belgian Rosicrucianism, Martinique and occult Freemasonry in Belgium between the Wars"

Abstract:
In the early 30, Rosicrucian societies and Pythagorean, who had been born in Belgium in the previous decade, join the Order Martinique, Egyptian Freemasonry of Memphis-Mizraim and other movements French, Swiss and American . Thus born in 1934 in Brussels, the Universal Federation of the Orders and initiation societies (FUDOSI), which is one of the most singular adventures and most eventful in the history of initiation societies of the twentieth century.

Where? to CIERL, 17 av. F. Roosevelt 1050 Brussels
When? Tuesday, March 8 at 18:00
Free admission, no reservations.
Contact: Olivier Santamaria osantama@ulb.ac.be

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A WEEK AND MORE LIES

As you can imagine (except that by the time I started writing this column) in recent days I'm a little busy.

Already last week, I have not had much time to train because I left in Turkey (because of work). Accordingly, my preparation was limited to active recovery session (Monday) and another fitness gym at the hotel once I managed to find (after over an hour in lost nature).

I do not know if I ever told, but to go to Bursa (a "small" city of almost two million people) I have to fly to Istanbul, a ferry (normally) until to Yalova and then 80 km of road (now in very good condition) up to Bursa. In fact, part of the house at 05:30 and it never happens before 18:30 local time (19:30 in France).

And all this without taking into account the hazards of the journey: as the cancellation of the boat due to bad weather which forces them to go around the Bosphorus (without GPS or card ;-) or, as this time where I'm lost in this great-looking hotel, with gym, which I had talked (despite three tons of Google maps I had printed).

I can assure you that when you're in the middle of night, alone, lost, without speaking a word of Turkish and without having the slightest idea of your location unless you're trying to walk away on Bursa road where there is no way to turn around ... you feel very, very, very small.

Well, I finally managed to make a U-turn on what, in a few months, will become a ring road (including a bridge over the motorway) but the locals away used as if it was already long over (after the bridge and access to the other side are not even paved). In Bursa, I made the right output (pure coincidence) and once in the city and after asking three people (including a police officer) I managed to get to my hotel ... completely exhausted.

As you understand, after such an effort, it was out of question not to go to the gym ... it became a question of honor ... ;-)

Photo thermal baths (very famous here ) but I have not had the opportunity to test ... yet.

Thursday to return home (still a relatively late arrival: 23:00) because, among other things, the taxi driver the only one in the world (perhaps in the galaxy) that met strict speed limits. And once at home, receive (on ball) my parents came to spend a few days and who had arrived that evening.

That said, it does not keep me out Sunday morning with the group Babou. Good, fairly with Mark, because when we had traveled only 30 km we remained alone. And in addition, Mark had not a good day (because of a move on Saturday) so I had to secure the head during the entire output.

Conclusion: 3:24 bike to travel 89.2 km with 675 m drop to an average speed of 26.3 km / h (instead of my average) and heart rate of 139 beats.

Regarding the weight is stable, which is a feat because my parents brought home all these good English products any good athlete does not have the right to eat ... just enough to feed us for a ;-) Good
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