I miss the drama of the hills behind me. I’m making much better time on the gentle hills and flats down through Agde now and I believe this town is closed on Wednesdays – not a soul in sight. The flat country roads offer no roller-ski challenge beyond overheating, but the mini markets are more frequent to water down. With each rest stop I find out how much I really sweat when I put the sweat-soaked backpack on my bare skin again. This is ultimate freedom – skating shirtless on these deserted roads. My legs are stronger than ever, my arms bulging from constantly working the ski poles for speed. If I had a haircut and a shower I might possibly attract some good-lookin’ woman.
- Author: Michael
- Date Posted: Jun 11, 1981