Verona is a city of elegant, beautiful and surrounded by a magical atmosphere, this deserves a great marathon. Over the last decade at the cost of so many and tremendous sacrifices that have been awarded an increasing number of subscribers, has become one of Italy's participation running events over the peninsula. It 'been able to carve out a space all his succeeding in reducing a good deal that divided the distance from the historic Padua and Treviso, the emerging, if we consider that is also present in the region Veneto Venice then you may well understand the miracles that have been made. In these years of crisis, while the other marked and slowed the pace a bit, Verona, forcefully but with the grace that belongs has blossomed in all its glory. All this does not mean that the tenth marathon Verona recently went to archive has been free of imperfections, in fact. This year there were two major differences compared to the previous edition. The change of course and the delayed start of the two main races of the event. On paper and with the intention of the organizers had be two improvements in the light of the facts it was found, at least in the latter case, the reality was very different. The change of course I was not impressed very much but this being a purely personal assessment or not it can be shared and is always questionable. Many athletes like this, so I can also say that this metamorphosis has been positive. The special but it has disappointed everyone and I consider this "very negative" has been to merge on a single route events to the thirtieth kilometer of the marathon, after starting out of phase E 'is total chaos. I do not think that this decision has been taken lightly but I can not explain why were not more careful to consider the consequences and believe me I do not speak like that because I was slowed down my pace, this is a detail that does not belong to me. Now I will draw the arrows for someone to finish a marathon in 2h59'59 "or finish it in 3h 00 '01" is not important, what interests me is the safety and tranquility of all. Top runners, good runners, tapascioni, walkers and athletes with disabilities (not in order of importance but only in speed), they must have the ability and the right to run safely and at their own pace, each experiencing the event as it wants and cradling his dream. This dream, however, you should not turn into a nightmare. It 'was like to race at the Monza circuit, in the same race, Formula 1 racing cars, sports cars and making cars make pit stop in the pits but not on the track. ABSURD. I hope that next year they can find a better solution, or to step back and adopt that of the previous edition, in my opinion the best, given the particular path at the bottom. My race 'began Saturday, when an absurd regulation has forced me to withdraw the day before the chest, or if I wanted a house than it asked for the inclusion of the fifty euro for another twenty courier (I entered the final day) ... ABSURD. You can not predict if you are coming from outside the region to withdraw on Sunday morning? Or those who come to Verona to remain strong for two days?? Recently we are the lights of the night and with the rise of dawn arrival in Verona, Piazza Bra already teeming swarms of athletes and visitors. The noise of the road by walking shoes is much melody for us lovers of the race. The Palazzo della Gran Guardia, home of, breathes and lives full of intense passion of the race. Many friends are waiting for them to warm start. At eight fifty I go to start where the "cages" are well separated and all works well. Ready ... nine hours away. A gray sky looks menacing from there but the temperature is great for racing. Accomplice to the happy choice of course from Porta Nuova everything happens very quietly, without pushing and kicking. Since the first few meters I am running with my friend Conrad, we decide to do some 'of miles together until the forces do us part. A real pleasure, we enjoy the ride chatting quietly, even capable of emotion when talking about certain memories and certain sensations. We stopped for refreshment all at some point then tells me to go because it is rightly so. I leave reluctantly "to fight his battle." Meanwhile, the road brings me to the suburbs, the crossings always manned by the military and volunteers and a Sunday ecological seal the percorso.in perfectly. Some spectators applauded, but many remain indifferent. Arriving on a part of the route where crossover athletes who are ahead, many of them are suffering and in distress, a cool breeze accompanies the contrary. Arrival at the half marathon and I see a time of 1h32'06 ", laughing to myself I say:" But you, go get Cirinho to get this marathon in three hours quietly "Down with my time of about eighteen or twenty seconds per km and start the comeback. Along the South content with massive walls that stand guard by the flood 1882 and to preserve the city from other floods, the temperature a little lower than the departure stings a little. Fluently and in total control of my hand after I reach a few kilometers Diego, one of the "balloons" of three hours, I ask him if he were on time or if he had any problem since the other two pacers were far ahead. Looking at my clock I realize however that it is right on schedule and he, with a bitter smile, gives me the confirmation of this. We get to exchange jokes and still be accurate with his schedule while the other two are leading the fray, crushing them, a good number of athletes, too bad. Diego regrets and why they are frustrating his excellent work and the fate of those daredevils who follow the chimera to be ahead of time, forget that then they can pay. We have lots of fun and I rest a bit '. We meet his wife and his children there taking photographs, I seem to really participate at a party. We are now in the city and happiness vanished like a nightmare ... so many runners occupy the roadway with a much slower pace than ours, also flies a few words too many, unfortunately, is all a zig orange blossoms, a clash and a mandate in that country. The tension is palpable in some cases. Diego tells me to go because I have a pace faster than the average that should have, I greet him and go my way in recent km that separate me from the finish. Many curious tourists watching our passage, someone claps his hands, and many other c'incitano show not disregard. If it were not for the nervousness of some athletes we could really enjoy living in this beautiful passage that Italy is the city that was ruled by the Scala family for more than a century and the UNESCO declared world heritage site. Away from the Arena steals my eyes after a while I see my friend Andrea, I shout something, I pass the banner of Inter, a green carpet welcome me into the Roman amphitheater located in the center, left the which, two hundred meters, that's the goal. In 2 hours 58 'put an end to my good workout, look Diego and hug him. He achieved his task in admirable fashion, and my compliments go. We take more pictures and take the bag of the final refreshment, a bit 'Scarsini to be honest, last year the race was refreshed at the end nothing short of gargantuan. Pick the bag quickly and orderly and I go to the pasta party inside the building which houses the expo, this is an improvement compared to last year, when you eat outside. In conclusion I say that we must revise the ingenious idea of \u200b\u200bdual starting with the final jam, to improve the dining end of the race and then give the possibility to withdraw the pectoral on Sunday morning. From Verona you can do so deserve a big marathon.
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