Better than a tour
I’ve just moved to a new country, so posts eastern side of the pond now come from Luxembourg City in, well, Luxembourg.
And the great thing about a runner moving to a new place is the way they discover it. At the weekend, instead of taking maps and tours, we went running and hired bikes. And got very sweaty.
There’s nothing like a run to get to know neighbourhoods. You get a sense of the inclines, the distances between areas, what’s about you. And the best thing is that while you’re nosing about the place, the miles slip by.
Saying that, I turned a corner the other day and found a rather-too-steep-for-my-liking-hill in front of me. Who knew Luxembourg was built on cliffs and hills? We also found ourselves having to push our bikes to get from the lower town to the higher town at the weekend. But this is all good. It means there are plenty of wonderfully evil possibilities for training.
And, ta-da! We’ve already found a half marathon nearby for the end of September.
Watch this space.