Time passes, there are many nuances to be aware of .. but as time passes and with him many things anyway.
In 2009 I participated in the round of Javello, I was struck because it is positive in a race that has a charm, the beautiful rose by 9 km, the scenery from up there you can enjoy the descent, although it is not a ground for me approved, the final part will continue "eating and drinking" bad make this particular path, which is why I prefer some other races and I think that the nomination "treadmill" because it's like to run for the'appunto on a roll in a any gym.
seem to have arrived yesterday with the first breaths of spring, these weather changes not only not good but lead to indecision on how to dress for sports. Yesterday I noticed people in shorts and even strategic-range runners with armored anti cold. I chose the usual in between, despite what I have suffered very hot. As you can see the dall'altimetria the race can be divided into three portions, one of the longest in the 9 km climb that lead from Montemurlo 76 meters above sea level, to the summit of Mount Javello, 524 mtslm . a constant climb, of course, a good mountain road in the middle of the woods. As soon as I feel on top of something wrong, I suffered the heat in a terrible and some thick stomach made me realize that the descent would have been more difficult than normal, however, expected :-).
In this regard I am grateful to Rachel Smith of Lammari who did not hesitate to advise me to try and cheering me on during the descent to finish respectably this route of 16.8 km. To be honest, also uphill, my legs were not able to make a difference as usual, but they can do! I suffered greatly with the sun of 15 degrees yesterday morning .. but fair enough!.
The second tranche of competition starts from the GPM up to 14 km or so, when we move into the third category of race consists of a series of tough climbs and descents, not too extreme. Very tired from the pain of before, I continue implementing a theme dear to me "" he who hesitates is lost "."
bite the bullet and nell''ultimo stretch of the race I can find a right step for a final crescendo with a nice sprint with whom I have the upper hand on another boy. At the finish the pleasant "" five "Some children have made it even better return for prizes, 79th overall with a time of 1:26:00! 
my stubbornness and my stubbornness to not give up I always pays off as it happened yesterday, winning the symbolic prize!
Thinking that rewarded 80!
me laugh when I hear some top runners to the finish respondents complain of the descent, I, I would have a board ... if you have a sore head down on a treadmill or race ... go slower so you do not hurt your legs .. pricks! I also hate the Descent .. but if there is the climb there will also be the usual party takes you back to the valley noooo ...?
Back to the funny things is ... Erika appearance and the legendary Daniel Warmers always perky, smiling and in form at the conclusion of the mass arrivals of these Cozzile in the town in the province of Prato, an excellent restaurant where he entertained all final.
Javello I ran around to the first time in 2009, I still clearly imprinted in my mind the morning of water, wind and mud, which went to meet him and the great satisfaction by completing the 16.8 km.
In 2010 it seems not tecipai, preferring a good workout on individual Riaffrico Via Pineta and in my Montecatini, which traded for a few more training, especially for a logistics issue for March 7th we celebrated 102 years of the legendary Flaminio grandfather and good time I had to get to his house in the mountains to the beautiful event. Just in that regard, he now no more, is my dedication to the morning yesterday. And what place could be more appropriate than those Montanini, the race yesterday, typical of his life, the climb on the rocky roads and chainsaw abbraccaiate by chestnut trees, the mountain top where a beautiful park of pine trees dominate over all compounds, the 'smell of the first herbs that come out in the sun after a cold winter that has yet to be finished, a green expanse of fields where so stand stone huts perched once families.
I am increasingly convinced that a thought and a reflection on a person, as well as life in general, do not ever have to be focused on the quantity of the resultant or the perfection of the same but the quality of feeling and openness of the soul linked to it.
good week everyone. 
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