from left to right, Evita, servant, Belencita
correrdores that we trace the mother's love
in the first km
that ugly yellow thing that appears in the foreground is my colleague Dukat
Today
time to talk about a race that I personally love it, is the half marathon of Puerto de Sagunto, had good references about it but no year had run this year and into the new policy of training that took place with Belencita decided to do it, the result could not be better, training was done at a comfortable pace over 5 'per mile, as always my ward crying that he can not do that since Valencia last year was not at half, if it hurts the fig and the like, the fact is that there us stand with all the enthusiasm in the world and give confidence that the results of the previous weekend.
There we met a runner race, this is my friend Evita, as you plan to do what we decided to roll together the moments before the races are fun, you see a lot of acquaintances and almost everybody has already prepared an excuse if the race goes wrong, if this week I've trained enough, I'm not going to compete, it hurts me an egg and so the race begins, there is much room, sales by a fairly wide avenue and that is appreciated, once we catch the rhythm and slowly go by miles , Belen seems touched but is holding on as usual, but Eva's whole look, even goes with me chatting and joking with several acquaintances with whom we meet, the miles go by and I am personally sobradisimo, I get tired more to bring a slower pace than anything else, Belen from 13 or so is finding a good feeling, it is noted that the training that follows is paying off, what once seemed impossible now looks as if it was nothing, he realizes that the average is almost done and to see that avoids not going well has the luxury of up to cheer, I think it's the first time in a career I truly enjoy, finally is opening eyes and see it's all true what you say, going on 15 Evita is very fair, I decided not to let her try to encourage her to make it more enjoyable that remains is a last see someone suffering, you see realize how difficult it is to get the marks you want, whenever I turn to say a word I see your face kind of effort and suffering, at last entered the last mile, all the suffering is worth wearing, simply because you have to get back, you see the line goal and you know you have been fatal but will cross the finish line again, how could it be otherwise we get the three together, the arrival in this race is very pretty, a fenced straight to the public, carpeting on the floor and people both sides, once you cross the goal are already thinking about the next, you think everything you've done well or poorly, you think you can do better and more training will make sure it is a drug that devours us step by step, competitive we always want more, you're never quite satisfied, each draw his conclusions, mine was that I'm stronger than I think I was extremely easy to keep that pace, Belencita has been pulled clear that some in the final kilometers had been quietly planted in 1h43 'without suffering too, now are realizing that losing 1h40' has it very close, I still think it can dare to 1h34'59''and still missing almost 2 months for real test, Eva knows she is worth much more than the time it took, but we must continue to prove so in this currando no free lunch.
Of course all these races and all my coaches would not be the same without having close to my wife, she accompanied me there where to go and gave me the encouragement I need to move forward in all facets of my life, so I do wish to give you thanks for being there when you need it. Damaged
greetings
