|Me and the boys|
Of course, when we decided to stop, Lisa mentioned that we had blown off "recovery" day. Yeah, that made sense since we had just climbed 3k+ in 30k. Ouch.
The descent was a bit scary….do not look down!! But in no time we were on the telecabine to the ski area base of Les Deux Alpes. I am totally coming back here one day to ski - it looks fabulous. We stopped into a pub and I was freezing my arse off. I switched into some dry clothes and slammed a hot chocolate laced with cognac and baileys and whipped cream. And then had a cheeseburger and fries. (remember this for Day 4)
Food service does NOT happen quickly in France. So after what seemed like forever, we finally ate and decided to descend and then ascend to La Grave. But after the descent, the cheeseburger was wanting to make a second appearance and I opted for the van ride to La Grave. Not proud but I also didn't want to blow chunks on my bike.
The day ended with a lovely massage with Bruno who is now known as my moto-man. Yes, after the massage he gave me a couple of pills - which he said were all natural but would help me up Alpe d'Huez in the morning. I really didn't care what they were - if he had said EPO - whatevs!! I'm in!!!
Then a lovely team dinner at the hotel where I had duck for the first (and maybe last) time. (once again, remember this for day 4) My sis had planned a 70th birthday celebration cake for my dad and everyone had a blast eating cake and wearing silly sunglasses. Great hotel, great staff, great dinner. (Hotel: L'Edelweiss)
|Dad's sunglasses "Older Butwiser"|