Monday, March 22, 2010

When Is Weight Dangerously Low




My Half Marathon Vigevano: wood flour


Yesterday, taking advantage of the return of spring and smiling almost summer weather I decided to come back to beat the race after jogging a lot 'of years. Since there was Stramilano that practically runs under my house and I 'seemed very logical to go instead to Vigevano to corrrere half of Vigevano. And there was a half-wit in Ragusa 'I would not pass up. In fact I did not want to run in the middle of old friends Canoe, so I was ashamed of how I would go up. So 'I found myself on the steps of the stadium in Vigevano in the middle of one of the larger groups' number of Canoe in recent years. Not bad for someone who wanted to run incognito.

The idea was then to run with my brother, being more 'younger than I am of no less than 995 days (Mica few), runs like a hare and he promised to accompany me on this return. Kind of you: between us but there's no competition 'to me' knows' why 'and' came to an overflow of bile, which are still green in the face when he beat my personal (dating back to 1935 or so. .. there was me and Dorando Petri) Trecate in 2009. So it 's nice to run with him now that I politely said, "We ride together quiet, I'll take with you .. I'm glad we do not want to fatigue." Cosi 'with the Pride in the heels I decide I am going to give' everything in fact, more ', to make him see the "Bocia.
Leaving the stadium and 'beautiful: there was an inflatable one hand (departure) and a side opposite (finish). I must say that I struggled to resist the temptation to stick to just one lap and cross the finish line with arms raised, shouting like a madman to the amazement of the crowd. The rest
'a good run in downtown Vigevano (no traces of the master) and in the surrounding countryside in a lush spring gray and brown.


The lap before traguardo.Di next to me: my brother just behind: Pinocchio burned in the sprint.

My race and I have to say 'was much better than expected. Usually those who arrive at the very base of the podium winning the medal of wood. Well I must say that I too have defended : Vigevano fact I won the wooden legs. Have kindly handed me the 16th kilometer (strange, before arrival). I tried to refuse the kind gift of the organization but they insisted. So 'from the 16th kilometer, with the calves at regular intervals were transformed into lovely mahogany touches do, I ran into the category puppets and, again, I have defended very well. I beat the sprint Pinocchio and two Sicilian puppets.
My brother ran with me, except for the refreshment stop twice, twice to pee '(I think even once to make the population'. But before he bought the newspaper and if it is' brought into the process chemical 'cause if he does not read at least page three culture throughout the entire the Courier and the Press ... not produce), he was wrong and three crosses and 'stopped at a mill to buy two 10 kg bags of flour Vigevano good that he brought with him' at the finish. In all this 'and' party with me and crossed the line just before me (with 2 sacks in the newspaper under his arm and shoulder). Then he dodged Pinocchio
arrival and gave me a pat on the shoulder with floured hands (with your legs straight and I am cast as a fallen face down '), saying "because you finally started to corrrere and already' do races together that 'we the same? " Eh .... I'm

soddifsazioni.

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