promise is a promise: that I announced during my Christmas vacation I wrote this post, and since my holidays are this week, here I am at the keyboard.
As recounted in my first post, my sports activities, linked to the lanterns, dates back to 1989, after a race debut in the category I was thrown among sharks HB and there began my resume. Those were years when the night and social life had the upper hand over the Athletics and the results were the consequence of that approach carefree.
some successes but many races thrown to the wind for lack of stamina, and my propensity to sweat much affected the mental clarity and memorable, I still remember the "grazed" absurd!
This first period ended in the summer of 2000, during the summer holidays I had to decide which fork take: let me go to a quiet life with the consequent physical decline or put me to train seriously in order to avoid premature aging ....
From that day I started training really hard: at a run every 4 days for 20 ', then every 3 days for 40', then every other day for about an hour's ride. The results began to be noticed both in terms of physical (from 82 kg . to 75 kg . In a year), both in ' orienteering where I could reach the podium in several races in HB .
The first bet I made with myself was to be able to participate at least once, an Italian championship elite, the problem had 60 points in the basic list .... Unfortunately, the wood was not good enough to get them (for three years I have reached 50 points), in the historic centers was too slow to achieve the goal.
The jump in class (M35) and with training Ruggero J. gave a boost not indifferent to my performances, the first satisfaction came from the relay to victory in Step Coe (2003) the Italian championships. Slowly, I began to approach the level of the best master that then dominated in Lombardy (Arduini, Bozzola, Brambilla, Di Stefano, Biella, etc. ..), while in Italy the former cup- professionals and ex- nation remain a mirage unattainable.
Great was my satisfaction for convening the TdR of 2004 (St Columba), when we came third, I remember very well that my third fraction (after Brambilla and Shutkovsky ) where I had to defend the second part by the return of Carenini and Grilli, unfortunately, Oleg A. I arrived halfway through the race and I had to let it go but I managed to save the bronze, wonderful to me as well.
2004, was also that of participation at the World Masters in Asiago: running on maps of the fantastic I realized that there was gap with the best in the world!
For a period I had a kind of revulsion for the races, someone told me that I was doing too much but I knew the real reason .... the frantic search of the points in the basic list and my mediocre athletic prowess forcing me to make calls technically perfect and run at maximum; I was just a mistake, snapped in me a sense of frustration which reduced the adrenaline, with consequent inability to continue the excellent race pace. I still remember a lot of races with the voice RIT. or PM. just the sudden lack of stimulation.
Finally the dream became reality in 2005 as a forest technician barricades and a plotter distinguished as Baccega , I had the baptism elite dreamed, and the result was very bad, over 3 hours, but the satisfaction immense.
won my bet, I remained more ideas: the titles of Lombardy and some good position in the Italian Cup. To improve the leg, I started to run well among rural Brianza triggered a mass of runners, the experience was traumatic but very useful.
Until 2007 the training they gave their fruit, as for me I managed to reach speeds unthinkable: to run under 4 '/ km. was a tremendous result for my physical media also run the half marathon around an hour and a half it seemed half miracle.
I remember the amazement of my parents when I told my workouts Baselga : they reminded me quite lazy and do not capacitive that in 40 years, I had started running up and down so Costalta ease.
But all that effort was not useless over the years there were many small satisfaction, perhaps even laughable for someone, but for me, a former HB Sunday's very important.
Among the best memories are the first Cup victory in Italy (in class) before Sacchet (from that day he never CO) or the podium with Pradel R., the second win in the relay of the Italian championship, the Lombard Filotto titles in 2008 and other races where I ran almost perfect races. The overall
I will always remember is the eighth spot in the battery, at the World Masters sprint: I also did a best time, but what surprised me was to find myself along with the sacred cows of ' orienteering world; the day later, however, was the worst day ....
Since 2005, I began to make even the coach, but only with Mary : the result was not exciting but sometimes satisfaction also came from her.
Over the years the targets were always less and Consequently, the stimuli were low ; now, the body began to show the first signs of impatience training to those that served to keep the shape. For this, last season I dedicated myself to categories and races that still give me a little of adrenaline.
Accomplice to the rediscovery of the trail as a discipline involving mentally , I started to neglect the CO, without, however, stop running the streets and paths, in the historic centers of the end of the season I picked the paper only to change the routine of tapasciate Sunday.
In 2010, my life tied to 'guidance change: I have not yet renewed your card agonists, the only races will secure the 6 days of Tyrol and ' Oringen , the rest will decide at the appropriate time. Conversely, my commitment will be facing trail, a discipline in which I found new ideas, especially after the trip with the Finnish national team.
a result of this program, this blog will undergo a deterioration in terms of news related to the races as my attendance will be very fragmented I am sorry a little , also because Rem has just closed his, and others have abandoned their diaries computer .... it is true that the new recruits are working to replace those who began to write in a personal orientation.
With this, I think I've written enough about my turning point and I thank those who have read and I met through this blog: honestly, I never thought that so many anonymous faces to me in the meeting places of the races, actually I followed online.
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