In the early days of my detention, at some point, I had a medical visit. I showed up there, and the window was open. It was a bright sunny day, and through the window, I could see the sun. It was windy, and I could feel the wind on my face. I had only been deprived of my freedom for a few days, but still, it felt incredible—the rays of sun and the wind on my face. Then they closed the window.
But later, it did help because as an ultra-cyclist, I am used to facing adversity, going through things that are extremely difficult and fighting them with all the strength that my mind is capable of. So, I decided to find some structure in my days. I started writing—about this whole record attempt, letters to Fanny, to my family. I also found that writing poetry helped me a lot. I decided to take care of myself, simple things like washing, shaving regularly—even though I don't really [regularly shave] outside of prison—doing laundry, a lot of that kind of stuff. And exercising, as well—making sure that I would stay an athlete.
You mentioned in our last conversation that one of your must-have items on all your adventures is your e-reader. Did you have access to any books?
I had an unlimited supply of Russian books, but the problem is I don't read Russian, so they were not really useful. I did get some books in French from the consulate and from a very, very kind man that belongs to a nongovernmental organization. He was there to make sure that I was detained in good conditions, and he brought me a few books—a book called La Reine Antelope, The Optimist by Laurence Shorter, and a Russian book, actually, some poetry by Pushkin.
Then I also had one of the best-selling books in France of the last 20 years or so, which is called Et si c'était vrai? from French author Marc Lévy. It’s not necessarily a good book, but still better than watching a Vin Diesel movie dubbed in Russian.