Who would have imagined that the city of love could be a runner’s dream-come-true? The French hold a high regard for faire du sport or being active (along with faire l’amour, of course). Its capital Paris is packed with high-flying residents who frequently don their running shorts to pack in a brisk jog before the start of the day, often with a Chihuahua trailing them on a leash.
The pavements are spotlessly clean, and the rest of the year is an easy glide. While you settle into a meditative rhythm along the Quai d’Orsay and your heels go clap-clap on the cobbled stones, don’t miss your date with history. Be sure to devour the buildings and the other million vestiges of the time gone by with your eyes.
Alternatively, join the radical Club d’Athleticisme (Sporting Club) Les Moustiques in the 12th arrondissement, who, with their unconventional name (which literally means The Mosquitoes) and their unswerving commitment to running, have made a reputation of sorts for themselves.
Catch up with them at www.lesmoustiques.com
Cycling through Korean countryside