taken a few days earlier at the training at home,
by my side a careful spectator who tried to respect the instructions:
do not touch mom! Hard hard for a little girl to resist the temptation
training camp in Prémanon (Jura),
with a new roller ski specially made for me, green and three
Thanks Nordeex !
Following the first training course in Antibes, the "PO" course was
organized as "Olympic Preparation" in La Londe les Maures.
A fairly friendly stay in good company, the opportunity to meet all
those champions we watch on TV but we dare not - lack of opportunity for
some or courage for me -
The opportunity also, the warmth and the sun helping, to appreciate the
rather nice physique of our male athletes :))))) A slightly soft start with an afternoon petanque in the dust and
a lead sun as heavy as our balls. Then, well-filled and much more fun
days with raids,
Sailing or a quick (quick) tour of the magnificent island of
My team (team 9) who has been on all the podiums everyday to the great
damn of the other jealous embittered accused us of wrong cheating, gave
himself thoroughly from start to finish
And allowed me to make nice encounters. Among other things a
certain Martin Fourcade whom I did not know very well and who is rather
Returning now on our grounds more humid and less warm therefore more
dressed (damage) for further preparation.
Preparation" in La Londe les Maures 27/05/2017 First stage. It
is a big Ririe who landed in Antibes join the rest of his troop. A
Ririe well motivated to resume training, which find that skiing on
roulette is still difficult especially when it is hot, especially
since it is heavier and tries to somehow melt in the sun Too full of
fat that sneakily accumulated under his skin.
Thin it is hot, I realize that it will be necessary to put me in
swimsuit, but where are my abs ??? !!!
We are in Antibes, at the end of the A7 motorway which is not often
Direction that smells of thyme, broom, sun on skin and salt in the wind.
Direction that feels good holidays.
That's why my body protests when I ask him to get back to work.
And yet, as it is good to move again, technical details in the head,
sweat cravings and new challenges.
Haaaaa, after a day of training in the South, the big Ririe
evolves: it is a big Ririe red like a tomato !!
two votes, resumption of training. A gentle and more moderate
recovery than my colleagues after a hectic end of the season.
Mornings are occupied by an internship at the Community of Communes
of the Massif du Vercors on actions in favor of energy transition,
while the afternoon is reserved for recovery and training.
It is a lightened program, but it allows me to put my gray matter back
(or what remains of it) and my muscles at work (I hope there are still
some). My fatty matter enjoyed this April, as well as the extreme right
political party rise that unfortunately prospers too fast in the
hexagon. I will therefore work on their respective elimination. No
hunger strike planned but quantities of salads and liters of soup for
one and a wrapped paper for the other.
I do not exclude a small dessert from time to time, the season is still
The resumption of the rifle should be done in a short time also, after a
beauty recovery of madame for a new start Objective "Right in the
middle" 15/04/2017 : I'm a wet
country. My floor is spongy, my light fantastic, my hearty
breakfasts and my beautiful scenery. Who am I ??
Bingo the Scotland is there !!
No paradise island or exotic country on the program, the Habert
family in full gore-tex included walks on the steep and peaty slopes
of the whiskey country !!And between the showers, the
sun unveils magnificent landscapes, savage and virgins who rest their
eyes and empty heads.
Ha no, that's the role of the wind, to whistle hard from one ear to the
other for a spring cleaning a little forced.
After Edinburgh and a return to the Middle Ages, castles loaded with
history that we delight their old stones, here we are in the highlands
in search of Braveheart.
le 09/04/2017 : Rendez-vous of the biathletes with
their Fans in Autrans in the Vercors.
05/04/2017 : Morning Handiski in Les Gets with the Customs
team of France, a good time under a beautiful sun!
28/03/2017 : Without being a bad
season, I do not consider last winter as totally successful. Haunted by the victories of the
previous year, I expected so much this season that it leaves
me a taste of unfinished in the mouth.
Perhaps it is only the gap between what I thought I could
do, that I ardently desired and apprehended all winter and
what I actually did.
I realize today that having set goals that are
too high did not especially succeed (I speak of my feelings
because what does not work for me can work very well for
others) and That the only lesson I draw from it is this:
If indeed I had managed to relive the 2016 world at
Hochfilzen, I would have found it normal. Same for the
conquest of the big globe.
On the other hand, having failed in these two lighthouses me
hurts me. My little self-love, a mixture of pride swollen
with pride (I put all the words I know to say the same
thing!) Has a hard time digesting this failure.
In short, the worst part of all this is that the simple
pleasure of slipping, of competing, of winning, of giving
oneself in depth passes to the dungeons.
So I spent this season without enjoying the moments of
gliding, skiing, outdoor. Essence of our sport.
Of course, there is also something else: a bad management of
my recovery times as of the resumption of last May. Taking
recurrent fatigue throughout the training season (despite a
peak in form in July-August) which has accumulated
particularly in September to not let go until today (peak in
March !). I do not even talk about the pressure I put on my
shoulders from the beginning of May to the end of March! To
all this one adds a good dose of sharing, torn between the
group, the family ... ..
Well, yes, Ririe she can not make her decisions and she feels
constantly torn between different parties. Nobody is happy at
the end and Ririe she doubts her choices and drops the lack of
confidence in her, capital already very weak at the base.
I start talking about myself in the third person, it's fear of
It's funny because we learn more about ourselves in moments of
weakness than when everything is going well !! So I will try
this year not to repeat the mistakes of last year. Easy to say
when you've gotten the habit of maximizing your time, pushing
your body to the breaker, running around all the time to do
everything instead of selecting ....
The fact is that I have more and more difficulty to let go, to
let myself go in a sofa aimless for the next two hours ....
Finally, I still remember certain moments of this winter,
moments of sharing in groups because happiness for me is
increased tenfold when shared:
1. With chicks in our morning walks in Korea, Finland and
other ... as well as our little moments of delirium that one
is alone to understand.
2. At Oberhof and the plates of mango that Polo brought me
especially in the room so that I could eat despite my late
rising (roooo, that it is nice Polo!)
3. With Adele in Hochfilzen and her beginnings in alpine
skiing ... or in Oslo when she brings us chocolate bars,
gleaned from customers of the hotel to whom she is charming
(it starts a little early?)
4. With my lolo in front of the "planets earth" the new
incredible documentary series for the eyes.
5. In the Korean cafe ("the angelus coffee", probably a large
chain not at all Korean) to drink a macha latte (which I
appreciate only there!) To say stupid things with the girls.
6. With the Korean birds, the day after my abandon on the
sprint I had so much balls that I descended from Mount Dragon
in 1 meter drift to ask me if I really took the road back.
7. With the group, medals in relay ...... .. Moments of
happiness shared strong enough.
8. With my bed, the pleasure of going home ... ..
Ok, ok, finally there are plenty of good times ....... The
more I quote the more he comes!
So I'll finish on that. Because it's still positive, and
because that's why I ski .... For those little moments of
nothing or happiness is within reach
le 19/03/2017 : This is the end of the beans. There is more
fuel in the tank and I press the pedal, nothing feeds the engine ...
So it's time to finish.
I remain very disappointed to finish on this last week and the bad races
I have offered this beautiful site.
I have however given everything, tried again and again every morning of
race but nothing ... nothing is answered.
I close this irregular winter hoping to rest and leave the time to my
old body (ben yes to 30 years old is in biathlon !!) to assimilate the
past seasons to provide a last effort?
A big thank you to all for your support, encouragement, messages, mails
.... I pass but they are many and we are pleased !!
See you soon