Bagnères-de-Bigorre
One year ago, you would have told me I would be going on a trip consisting of running daily on trails, after a 4-month intensive physical training, I would have probably smiled sarcastically, if not laughed hysterically. Sure, I can hike, I can jog, but I do not have the identity of a runner, or hard-core athlete. But my dear friend since high school saw one of my posts after a 10k in November of last year and somehow convinced me to join her in an adventure gathering other women who are dedicated to fitness, epicure and travel. And next thing I knew, I was discovering the Midi-Pyrénées, in France, after over two decades of not having set foot in this land of my ancestors on the paternal side. It was a challenge to not fall in love with the place, but also the group of women who decided to land in the unknown while being haunted by the same question that tormented me. At some point or another, the majority of us wondered, ''vais-je être capable ?'', (''will I be...
