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4 ^ Golden Rimini extreme marathon: The tale of a race to forget ...

not always and often as I can 'tell of a race run in a brilliant, smooth and organized the perfezione.Quando happens the opposite is also just to have the humility, courage and honesty to tell you to criticism can serve as a spur to do better and this applies to me as an athlete and for the organizers of the marathon Golden manifestazioni.La 4 ^ Rimini was extreme, from Physically, my worst race I've ever had and also from an organizational perspective has revealed several lacune.Partiamo start trying to understand the genesis of my debacle, but this' should not provide a justification or serve as a alibi but must be the starting point, a point from which to start trying to understand, analyze the error made in such a way that it does not perpetuate futuro.Sveglio in the morning at four o'clock to go to work and after eating pasta and a ham sandwich around thirteen, I go, train to Rimini, where land is' the manifestation of the 5th placed within 100km Rimini extreme in recent years has always been the great winner Ivan Cudin.Mi dare open a bracket on Ivan boy always available and generous with advice to those who so requests, always humble, despite both a champion and always smiling despite the physical problems that afflict the recently closed ... parentesi.Arrivato in Rimini, at 17 o'clock, waiting for my friend Claudio from Milan, eat cookies and drink a Coke (first mistake ever not to be repeated more'!!!). We go to the new marina where there is' the center and the entire marathon organization, we collect the bib and race packet quickly (finally a shirt the right size ... well done), respond to our questions clearly and with a gallant and then those who want to rest a little 'can do it on the deck made with regards disposizione.I old friends, we seem to become a traveling circus, you know ... all jokes, photos, laughter and comments make the atmosphere even more 'pleasant and fill the air and waiting for the partenza.Arriva 'now the pasta party ... late and low, so that the complaints of some of the athletes we are given an additional round. From every corner of the lovely Denise comes out with his camera ready to capture the moments, scenes 'funny, the most' original, say the truth 'if there should be invented!. At about 21:30 you can go in procession to the arch of Augustus, nearly a walk a couple of miles to get to the departure. ... Now we start at 22.00 after the start, even after a minute travel, I see to have stomach problems ... damn! Having to do a workout and started to quietly run a marathon known that there are some very strong athletes on the distance but we are all more 'or less the same level, then I do a little thought to the victory, while promising' that I would take into account ' hypothesis only if it had been continuing in the first half positions maratona.Raggiungo suffered a great group of athletes, the pitch and 'smooth, quiet and are among the first ... bene.Ristoro the fifth mile, as always take a glass water, I lose a few seconds but that 'now recupero.Ristoro the tenth mile, here I make another big mistake, I do not notice,' cause not I am told that I was taking the glass that there were salts, which make me feel bad and not the water alone or te.Ormai but 'it's late, I already' knocked out 'and the bang is accomplished by adding another piece to my gastrointestinal discomfort intestinale.Verso the twentieth mile, I think, there is a drop-down, a gust of cold wind ... a block, and will start throwing up 'for another six so that I spoke of what volte.Pensare 'with Ivan just before departing, I had warned about the problem of Spartathlon ... invaluable advice as a beacon of' treasure 'cause I gave them to him and because I now know what the weather and now empty significhi.Passa path a bit 'in the company of a friend is toscano.Purtroppo night, share rooms and start to have freddo.Mi spend many, there are those who recognize me and encouraged me, but whoever is lost in his corsa.Arriviamo pero 'four kilometers from the finish and at the foot of a pretty steep climb is taken by a motion of pride and start to run faster and with regularity, as if nothing had happened, beyond a dozen athletes arrive at the finish of the marathon stanco.Buono not so much about the rest. Here again, however, 'an organizational flaw ... . It is not possible to wait for a few hours exhausted athletes in a small, cold and without this no doccia.No! Finally I would like to list more things that I liked are:
1) The miles marked badly and hardly visible;
2) The elevation profile that we had been given did not correspond to reality ';
3) The route was not marked in some places clearly, I have witnessed the arrival of 100km of athletes who came from different paths and not talking about athletes who traveling in the rear (with all due respect) but I also speak of who 'came in the top ten.
4) The restaurant was the final 100km Scarsini;
5) The medal for the marathon finisher was written with the 100km Rimini
extreme;
6) ranked in the 100km marathon athletes who have to get me when this 42.195 km was not specified in the regulation (and if I was the first race in it based on the color of the chest and then I realized the goal have arrived, as I know, second because 'one of one hundred kilometers had decided to retire? For what purpose then the numbers of different color?)

Anyway I hope that the organizers, as well as I did with my mistakes, we can draw some useful guidance for the future, so that 'the show will improve and then I will 'the first to applaud, to cheer and to tell about it! UNDER BOYS CAN' AND IT SHOULD BE BETTER, THAT IS FOR ME AND THAT IS FOR YOU, GOOD LUCK!

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Ecomaratona Ventasso.La of "hard" run in the beauty of nature.

Only once, some years ago, I had run a race in nature, even if very short, about 8.7km time trial ... THE Ventasso. Experience, for the time, terrifying to me, that I had never had the opportunity to run a trail.Salite panic, runs away like crazy, bumpy, branches sticking out from everywhere, etc., so I promised arrival: "NEVER PIU'UNA such courses." For some time I lived up to my promise to run only on asphalt roads, most 'safe for my ankles and all the joints just for peace' to kick up a fund compact, without holes and surprises varies from natura.A But this year, 'things have changed a bit and to better prepare the stretch of dirt road up the steep climb after 154km of racing I will face the Spartathlon I decided together with my coach to change a little bit of support surface feet, participated in the cosi'ho Marathon of Peace River Lamone, 50km to the sand of San Benedetto del Tronto and therefore the inclusion of all'Ecomaratona Ventasso was a must, also because 'always positively reviewed by all and because it' which is only 50km from casa.Una good race where respect for nature is put in first place with the safety of the route and, indirectly, of atleti.Come always my arrival in the locality 'departure, in this case Busana, Reggio Apennines on the borders of Tuscany 'was very early' cause I like to see the advent of the people, preparation, attention to detail, "the organization that moves" so that everything runs smoothly intoppi.L 'air we breathe is more 'cooler than to that city s'inala giu'in ... finally there's 'the cloak of humidity' that always surrounds the valley floor Padana.Pian the square of the small town starts to fill with people, wear a bit of athletes with 'different from what we generally see in a normal marathon on the road ... you can see beautiful shoes for hiking, Nordic walking sticks, water bottles of various sizes, ecc.Anch' me for something other than the truth 't I have and that is 'a fanny pack, because having a rehearsal for the Spartathlon, this object will certainly be my faithful companion along the 246km race ellenica.Ci closer to the departure time, we do the punching and then the announcer reminds us that being an' ecomaratona, but this should always hold true, we have an obligation, I say also education, to throw bottles and empty glasses in the containers and then other important thing, to rescue people in trouble, 'I think this would always be desirable. 08:30 am ... SI PARTE.Un first lap of 11km around us wipe from the center of Busana then take the road to open before me Ventasso.Si very beautiful trails, you see streams, animals of various kinds , moving from small and old villages, moors and deep-sea ... 's all very special and beautiful for me used to the sheer asphalt of the city'. There are parts where the ride gives way to the path because of the steep slopes but that's okay 'cause I run into another size, as they are abducted from the circostante.C 'and mud, rocks, grass, let's say a fund sufficiently mixed and everything' makes me feel very focused to make sure that I do not play a bad ankle scherzo.Passano kilometers , the clock goes on but what 'I do not notice, do not ever accuse fatigue, which are now son so that vegetation affascinante.I refreshments always well stocked and managed by very friendly relieve our going up, up, almost touching the cielo.Si Calamone reach the lake, there 'a lot of people sunbathing, people playing with their children, many applaud and encourages us to our passaggio.Da then on, however,' the climb starts become serious, from the bottom you see a swarm of people who climbs up and goes to the Cross ... a fantastic show to watch. Look down 'and then' nothing short of breathtaking, despite some 'haze, you see the lake, valleys, mountains ... all a melting pot of wonderful colors that relieves Durazzo a long and slow to salita.Arrivo point more 'high, I pull out my flag and I do capture the Inter happy and contento.S' then begins to run on a mountain ridge, taking care, the grass down on the stones and then put to the test legs, athletes used to the trail going down 'as the animals of the mountains, so fantastic in their gait' sicuro.Piccoli sections of asphalt are an oasis for me, and unfortunately there are very few returns on dirt , There is a lot of mud and shoes as their feet do not recognize more ', but now lacks poco.Qualche hint of cramping the foot because they were wet, but' we must now walk avanti.Parecchi athletes, have given everything, I will run quietly, laugh, joke ... I leave the dirt and m'immetto on the descent that brings me to the finish, the change of surface another hint of cramps, but this time 'legs, I relax and go down' Inter always shot with the banner waving, people clapping, and after m'incita 5h 00 '26 "term in the test 42ima posizione.Quando cutting the line is ironic that the speaker, nicely on my flag and my tattoos , an exchange of words with him and with good margins that did the shooting and then via.Doccia, 100m ... perfect lunch, very nice with the kids who helped serve at the tables ... and plenty simpatico.Poi, alas at 14.30, travel by car (always within the limits of speed) to work where a colleague had given me the courtesy of stay two more hours' ... Thanks Sandro.Mi remains is the memory of a "hard" and beautiful in nature and travel PROMISE TO RETURN THIS TIME.
Ps As I said during the race I suffered no fatigue and pain, but the next day 'my legs have called a general scipero
Ps Another step closer to Spartathlon exceeded.

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floats above a quiet stretch of green water, clear. The river that runs through the gorge pamper my body.
observe the mantle that covers the mountain it seems like moss.
little further away, the water turns blue, almost transparent and runs faster.
want to achieve.
I leave my helpless puddle of water and place into the great river.
I do not fear the axle but a strange calm water as if it were my natural element.
I like a rainbow trout go up the River.
gasping two and three times and begin to swim upstream.
seems like the sky over the earth and beyond. I have a sense of vertigo in the image.
The land looks like a hollow building. A gull vies with the clouds.
Under the leaves as soon as the light filters. Lost
today as many years ago. In his ebony eyes never really saw my perfectly my fear reflected in her.
the Enemy friend of the sun in his hair ruffled by the salt I saw myself that hard, trudging up to his heart occupying it in seconds. "Too late" I thought 'never again and forever. "
But the heart never follows thought.
He would always remain in me and the sea would become my fate. "It is not easy," I thought "forget", even today in this river that stuns and carries with it the pain. The slaughter takes shape as the head of an insect stuck in the meat. We must discard the first layer for a glimpse of relying on the pericardium, break into the second spring and reddish and eradicate it. Only by an act of courage you can not delete it but it is rare that the head remains embedded in the skin with death that devours.

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