We set off on day 3 at 8:30 (my team obviously won the debate). We were dealt a valuable lesson about nutrition: make sure you eat enough or you'll burn out. We started the day by only having a croissant each, due to there not being any shops open the previous day (Sunday) to buy supplies from, and us not willing to stump up the cash for breakfast at the hotel. We hit a boulangerie about 10 miles into the journey and I had half a spinach quiche and half an almond croissant. I only had 2 sandwiches at lunch, instead of the usual 8 I'd had on the previous days, and as a result the last hour of the day I ran out of energy and found very difficult. When we arrived at the hotel for the night every cyclist's eyes lit up when we were offered the option of a 'grande buffet' breakfast for 9 euros for the next morning.
The highlight of the day was realising Ryan had cycling under shorts on back to front and inside out without any over shorts on. He looked even more ridiculous than the rest of us lycra clad, bearded jokers on bikes.
I had steak and chips, 4 Heinekens and a bottle of wine for dinner, and was tucked up in bed by 8:30. A slept like a log.