My husband ran the Médoc marathon on Saturday. Like you do. It's billed as the longest marathon in the world as you run through 24 chateaux, some of which sell wine for hundreds of euros a bottle, and you can taste the wine at each and every one. And most of the French leapt at the chance to taste the wine.....and to dress up in bizarre outfits.......especially involving posing pouches, apparently!
Mike went dressed as an English marathon runner, I did offer to make him some bunny ears, but he declined.
Anyway, the day after, he wanted to do a "recovery run", so he came out with us and the horsies.
He's the flourescent yellow dot on the horizon.......
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