Ploting trail – Liberation

This is the second time I have been running for Liberty. The first was in 2023 at the Ecotrail de Paris, To demand the release of journalist Olivier Duboisex-hostage in Mali released two days later. A guy had left the previous evening from the finish line to run the 80 km route in the opposite direction, and take the start in the morning with the rest of the competitors. Closing the equivalent of an ultra -veil at the gates of the capital. A nose to the mountain runners who look at the high plain.

This guy is Alexandre Boucheix, alias Green Cap. A proudly Parisian thirty -year -old who has become the darling of urban trailers. His headgear runs every day in the streets of the capital, on the quays, when he comes home from work, or in Montmartre to devour elevation. Two years after Ecotrail, here it is what welcomes me in his kingdom of Bois de Vincennes, next to his home, sneakers on the feet. Nothing better than an interview at the run to decipher what he has under the soles.

Because Alexandre Boucheix is ​​an atypical profile. « Basically, I had not planned to do all these bullshit. » It was ten years ago. A colleague pushes him towards the running, him the undecrotable reveler who smokes cigarette on cigarette, and prefers the kilometers when