I'm here!
I know!
Another wealth of experience to take with you in heart and mind.
As someone wrote .... first trip airline in the history of Inuit and I must say davvero positiva in un'ora e mezza eravamo sul suolo tedesco, un clima "perfetto" ci accompagnava nelle nostre passeggiate alla scoperta di questa piccola cittadina di nome Wiesbaden .
La compagnia di Emanuele, Alessandro e Riccardo, birra, wurstel (quelli erano previsti solo DOPO LA GARA!), ironman shop, ritiro pettorale, perlustrazione del percorso in bici e della temuta salitella al 10% sul finire del 90km ciclistici ..... tutto come da copione.
Il carico di carboidrati della sera precedente viene fatto in un locale che fuori ha scritto ... VA PIANO e dentro un simpatico cuoco napoletano ci prepara un bel piatto di pasta con il ........ pomodoro!
The hotel directly overlooks the ZC does not make us lose a moment of frantic preparations for the big event.
Anxiety usual, the day before it turns into a fervent concentration where YOU WANT TO DO EVERYTHING TO ALL! A fine drizzle
gives us good morning, but there is a head to make this race, there is the will, and then ... we start with the shuttle. The supporters will reach it later, even in the rain will be there when the exit of the village feel swim ........ Renato Di Febo our cry, our joy, our support is more intense and also for us .......... NOTICE!
A beautiful shot accompanies our athlete exit of the ZC and so in the rain for 90km.
We re-enter to change and play a little warmth to the room, but they make a decision and ......... T2 arrival there we were in our smaller sleeping in the stroller in the rain and I do not wait to meet his gaze to see how he is, in the midst of all those umbrellas I see it, we salute you and I'm happy Because now we will go through 4 rounds of racing.
I take a split at every turn, the child was awake and so she can help me in cheering for all those who, in looking at them under water-soaked, muddy, could bring out the sun from the sky that gray German .
1,2,3 ....... e ci spostiamo sotto la finish line dove la perfezione di un'organizzazione aveva fatto in modo che al passaggio dell'atleta si illuminava il display con sopra il suo nome ed il tempo ufficiale.
E così è: 5h05'59''.
In fretta si mettono degli abiti asciutti ed in un attimo ci si dirige sotto una calda doccia.
E poi... il dopo gara... si analizza, si parla, si guardano i tempi fatti, la posizione, sono belli questi attimi subito dopo la prestazione perchè sono gli ultimi scorci ed il riassunto, al tempo stesso, di: pensieri, sensazioni, emozioni vissute.
Si imballa subito la bici quasi si would close the bag in the ... Souvenirs.
are the 18 or so, KURHAUS we expect, this is the exact moment a year ago, same gestures, same feeling (not to be successful), the amount of time that stretches inexorably out of the mouth: "Just come on, so ...", then finally the category M35! The names roll, but then is: ITALY! RENATO of Phoebus!
Joy explodes and E 'DONE!
moments that my mother, there on that stage, that emotion, that joy, shivers run down your entire body.
triumphant, radiant we come out of that wonderful casino that has received in a luxurious and we head to our favorite place .... VA floor, where we get the smiles of our fellow travelers (unforgettable moments and I thank you all personally). A dinner where thoughts, beautiful beautiful this time, they crowd into our minds where we have a smile on his face and where we allow 1 / 2 liter of beer head for the hot dogs? well, it will be for next time!
Last thing of the evening, the communication to our alias Mister Serena Chiavaroli with our proper thanks for the excellent work.
And now?
We just hope you do not miss this latest flight ahead of us!
Thanks at all.
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