Bianzano (BG), October 17, 2010
| this gray time called the marathon race. Marathon because this thick dense rain that fills the air is the same one that had faithfully accompanied me in my city marathons. The memory makes me happy and I leave for a short run up and down path. During my midweek Oretta soft on the treadmill with New Balance's hamstring does not feel more at last. Today, given the unknown asphalt wearing Cumulus. Strange large built forms under my feet make it difficult to balance: for now I am better with more freedom of Nike on the road. When the muscles they ask me, I end up and the return on my feet. To return are fifteen km : I'm glad it was not for many months to walk away like that. After the small daily satisfaction, a little 'healthy work , but indoors this time that I've taken enough of rain! Instead the majority (trans. eng.: Scythe), now using the rasga (or rather, the rasghì , trans. Ita.: Hacksaw). I wonder if this improves the stroke in the water ... Another fun day satisfaction, return to heat and near the stove. Meanwhile echoes through the woods around an unusual noise, the dogs, their owners, is a hunt for wild boar. Better to be safe. Blogtrotters greetings, good settimana! | |
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