But as time has passed since the last update of the blog? Too much!
many things have happened: the new coach and their new coach, the house to buy that you did not purchase even if there are new developments, Iran (as usual), Vietnam, Singapore (aaah Singapore), electric bass, the usual age of 30 last January and even the anniversary of matrigovo (which is today).
Sportingly speaking I set a calendar of triathlons here in mid-September that I hope to meet as much as possible. All these races are more or less shared the same characteristics: the presence of my friends, the pasta party, the landscape ... in short, an agonist born!
I also returned to training early in the morning. Moved by the words of Aldo Rock that whispers, " MAN, you wake up in the morning hour of the tiger come out in all weather, and run all the lights of the houses that are lit and the sun rising and the city that alarm. Uomo physical effort satisfies the spirit and approach to wisdom. Go MAN! .
And ok, so let me get up early, I replace with MAN and GOVO alè che parto.
La città non è città, ma un paesello della pianura padana. Vedo un sacco di persone a spasso col cane con tanto di pigiamone sotto al piumino, ciabattone col pelo... etc.. Il sole sorge e questo è vero, a volte si vede bene e a volte resta fra le nebbie. Insomma alla fine non è male dai.
Un unico appunto: " UOMO, all'ora della tigre A GHE' FRED!!! ".
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