bike until you die

BIKE UNTIL YOU DIE. No no, we were not even close to dying (ok ok, I felt that I was, but I am no example of a biker).  SO to say the trip was hard, especially last days in Provence where it goes up and down. It felt that I was buried beneath these hills already, catching my last gulps of breath. I was secretly wondering what will explode first: my heart from physical tension or my head from the freakin' heat. Well, nothing exploded, only the water under my feat when I jumped down from the cliff in the salty Mediterranean sea at the end of the trip. And that was the best explosion of this summer so far.