Monday, November 15, 2010

Probability Locker Combinations

San Casciano corre...di Andrea

Altro racconto di Andrea...il vero PEZZO GROSSO del running.

Domenica 14 novembre - San Casciano (PI) 4° San Casciano corre - Percorso Km 11 (10,40).: 1h08min


Obbiettivo a questo punto รจ portarti sulla linea di partenza il 19 dicembre...

Stavolta siamo io, Lele e Marco, neo acquisto di ottime speranze.
Iscrizione, chiacchere sull’argine e neanche ci accorgiamo which in theory should be already 'off! Lele
horizon disappears immediately, zig-zagging in traffic on the bike path.
Mark and I continue with my pace, questioning the path that gradually reveals itself: Zambra by olive groves, with Calci through the Valgraziosa and above all .... convent in Nicosia: tremedo salitone of about 500 m which makes the selection, first by myself, but that after 100 teeth and big legs because surrender unfortunate concomitant breaking of wind and if he seizes her hand.





Marco continues to expect the gracious dining, near the Charterhouse.
break and starts declining, give cleared to proceed without waiting for Mark and I finally enjoy the relaxing part of the race, after passing the crisis legs: the mind wanders to the beauty of the landscapes and the distance that separates me from the arrival, but now I am sure of my bore it means and I know that 'but I'm movin' to the end. And indeed suffer
arrival but without stopping, taking off even more than the satisfaction of someone who had been watching the first leg and even rise up to 200 arrivals. The climb
forced me to stop, but budget and 'anyway (there' to ask?) Positive: I + o-my time, and more 'I seem to be able to start manage their own forces (legs and brain) against the suffering, and it 's a good feeling.
Not to mention the bread & tomato on arrival and bottle of white wine as a gift!


ALSO ADD THAT ... (Lele)

Bel path, never tried before, even if that just never ended up!
We also found a group of hunters who seemed rather disappointed by the poor hunting ... at some point I was afraid of being mistaken for a wild boar!

short, could go like this ...





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