... here in the forest elf version
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Ale
... chair and blue track with my father and mother!
Champion, how good you are!
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But then the sun still exists! A Crack in
the first issue of 2011
When Wednesday 'I received an email from Daniel (coach "in the saddle" of the group Milani, the team of friends inspired by Claudio with whom I rode in October at the highly entertaining day with Clodius' Sciapusì) with the attendance for Saturday morning I thought "great idea!, with this cold I would not have had the urge to pull out the bike, but if there 'convening ....." For more
'the appointment was at 10 along the canal, in short, is also envisaged for a spin in a well-known. Then, only then, I thought the fog. This' fog. These days until noon visibility 'and' very little and is not 'so great that the best' in the afternoon. So 'the idea of \u200b\u200bcycling in the gray with all the risks and not' I sfagiolasse more 'much.
Then comes the counter-order. Appointment moved Capolago to enjoy the sun and the mild climate and clear air of Varese.
And in fact, going up to Gallarate and then going towards Varese note with relief that the fog clears gradually disappear entirely a few kilometers before the city '. Thanks to Daniel ("..... very detailed instructions along the roundabout from the highway and go out for 45 °.....") PLOF ..... .. I dive into a fog even more 'full of what I left in Milan. Not without some difficulty 'arrival at a scheduled meeting place and, even there', not 'the situation to improve much of a girlfriend'.
the clear air of the Varese
few jokes on the summer weather and inevitable part convinced that the fog will slide up 'soon, just get in the lake area. We are in 10 and after the first pedal strokes, and 'immediately clear that there will be two possible problems of the day: the misty, and damp'.
The fog reduces visibility ' not just remain a little wire lingered in an area of \u200b\u200bturns or bifurcations to risk going down the wrong road. Moisture 'has two rather unpleasant effects: tarnishes his glasses (which it will rest in his pocket after a few km) and, above all, the road turns into a slab of soap.
IN ROW NOT TRYING TO RELEASE ...
The briefing of Daniel and 'was clear: The day program provides a 60na of miles to pedal leisurely pace "in agility'."
usually with "pedaling agility '" is riding a high cadence, pushing reporting light so' not imbolsire legs immediately start season. Gia 'this kind of agility' to me it 's never gone down'. I struggle a lot to keep cadence high and I feel I do not ride on a bike but on a mixer. In reality ', in this case, riding agility' is to be soooooo AGILE and ready to react in case of slip, yaw, sledging skating on nice soap. That 's the kind of agility' request!
In fact just touch the brake for the wheel that makes you feel "sssssshhhhh" and instead of curbing it accelerates.
CYCLING SIDE OF EURATOM Ispra
nicely some happy motorist decides to help in the training session testing our agility ' frenatine with small scraps or unforeseen side. In a test of these kind of agility 'Silvana slips and falls hitting his shoulder. Stoically back in the saddle and off again. But the test of agility 'do not spare even the experts and in fact in a stretch straight and slightly downhill Daniel suddenly swerves to the right and left, then, to avoid the worst fit with the decision down a side street. Reappears after a while '. We will never know if it will 'come of bullying in the dining room of one of the houses in the bottom of the discesina. He says no, but some suspicion remains.
DANGEROUS SELF
It goes on like this' with a very wary eye to the road, one who goes before us, one at a cadence. Since I have two eyes to decide to sacrifice control pedal cadence and rhythm that seems to me enough to not check the Garmin blender.
Po finally arrives on the shores of Lake Maggiore and them 'we discover that' the sun still exists!
FINALLY THE SUN AT THE EDGE OF THE LAKE
Laveno and arrive at the scene and 'wonderful. It requires a coffee break 'and especially a "pause horizon: ten minutes, no more' to enjoy blue skies and snow capped mountains before returning to the mist of Lombardy.
GROUP AT THE EDGE OF THE LAKE
As every cyclist knows the coffee break 'is also the pivotal moment of the "study means of others' and' the" equity exposure. " We explore the bike each other, weighing components, measures, angles, colors and materials. Well, part of the game. And here Claudio Milani shows off the new steel that I had already 'been able to observe on the occasion of Otto. A steel frame with brushed finish elegant.
PURE STEEL MILANI
Photo Rite and again. Fortunately, the climate and 'a little' more 'lenient and the fog and' show a little '. Now you just need to be careful with soapy water, but otherwise you should be fine. Even agile at the bottom of the ride seems useful: the leg is not 'gnucca as usually happens to me in the first outputs of the season. The pace and 'a bit more' lively and there is' room for some slight slight slope uphill before returning to the starting point of Capolago. Daniel dropped the pedals pantry quick tips and the program remembers the next few days: before the beginning of February you have to have 500 km in the legs. URCA! But then it is serious!
For the record: 57 km with 300 m in altitude cycled with a frequency average of 84 rpm (for me high if we consider that there 'was also some part of the descent where every resets ..). The season of 2011 and 'officially begun.
Friday, January 14, 2011
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the airplane in two
More and more I think about when you get two, when you get your little brother or your sister and I have a thousand fears and a thousand dreams.
How many times in your waiting I tried to give a face, how many nights I dreamed of our meeting, despite my fervent fantasy I have not even approached the magic of what was and absolute joy that I experienced.
And now, despite my head telling me not to think about, looking for a fantastic face, a smile and almost every night I close my eyes and imagine the smells and colors of Ethiopia.
How difficult it is to try to give shape to dreams!
Your "brothers" probably was born and is waiting for us and we are waiting for her, nothing more!
Yet I imagine sleeping in two beds in your bedroom next to each other, playing and chasing each other around the house, imagine your entries and pampering we exchanged, I imagine you, Ale, in the role of elder brother and the thousands of changes that our newspaper will suffer.
Then if I close my eyes well well I feel the smell of her skin and touching me I tickle his face with his curly hair curly ............... but for now is only the dream of a loving mother!
Michael
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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