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OGGI E' UN BEL GIORNO PER CORRERE

Dal Libeccio con 15° o giu’ di li’ di qualche giorno fa, siamo passati al sottozero con una certa nonchalance.

Ieri, 16 Dicembre, e’ stato uno dei giorni piu’ freddi: secco, tramontana tesa, sole che butta spilli con la tecnica bastone/carota. Torno con il freddo nelle ossa, manco fossi stata tutta la mattina al gelo e immobile. Entrando in casa mi dico che non potro’ avere nemmeno la forza di levarmi il cappottino, figuriamoci pensare di sgambettare fuori. Eppure il nefasto pensiero dura un minuto: subito dopo mi ritrovo a scaraventare borsa e strati di vestiario come se lanciassi un giavellotto ingombrante. Meglio non ripensarci, mi dico.

grab the equipment and I slip into the bathroom to change.

The dilemma is more focused on the fact of wearing a t-shirt over the top or just a canottierina (with the right eye scrutante up, assuming I was the only toppettino and forth, reckless fen). It has the best this combination

top + sweater + vest (aka measure close to everything), tights 3 / 4 (long trousers dropped the second layer).

Outside are about 2 ° but, in fact, the Tramontana and 'tense and abuse "perception" definitely stood at 0 ° or less.

But there 's always that feeling, that feeling clearly, every time you prepare the clothing for race: the reality 'becomes more' subjective standard and the internal temperature seems to increase without explanation, like HTML code immovable.

fits all to well, especially the shoes, with strings tight ad hoc (the only image of a pair of strings that melt as you go, and 'stuff from absolute blasphemy), the shoes seem to have much cleats are always written off, and "new", I let go of the thread headsets slowly down the back to the pocket of his trousers, bowing slightly in a gentle stretching, try the iPod, I connect, I get the keys.

Ready.

missed by only passing the jar of honey (chestnut, useful for colds and throat, so 'it seems to me), take a good half a teaspoon of nectar, savor a bit' and leave the rest open on the taste buds for first few minutes of running. In a sense, and 'as if it were a method of distraction by the friction of the first steps, beyond' carbohydrate ration.

Arrival at the curb by starting iTunes, setting the Nike + GPS, chilling with lashes that make me give her back hunched as a shelter, but it would ration neck-neck, so white and defenseless.

"Starting Workout” mi dice la voce di questa sportivona autorevole che ad ogni KM mi fa la conta di tutto. C’e’ tanto sole, sono le 2, quelle assolate e silenziose che amplificano le sensazioni belle, e io corro. Il primo pensiero che mi attraversa la mente e’ che “Oggi e’ un bel giorno per correre, oggi e’ un giorno buono”.

Mi ritrovo a vedermi dall’esterno che biascico come una ruminante provetta o come se stessi destreggiandomi con una gomma riottosa: e’ quell’appiccichio del miele che in alcuni punti si confonde con la crema al burro di karite’ che ho messo agli angoli della bocca, quegli angoli su cui per vizio antico, soprattutto in inverno, passo la lingua, inconsapevolmente like biting your nails and bloody nicks that expose the worst in human history. Shea 'chestnut honey and know that good, after all.

Just 1 KM inadvertently goes off smoothly: in fact 'the most' fastest ever done so far. Why? Discount gorgeous with the cramps from the 2nd to 4th KM, not intense, just annoying. I tell myself that I understand why 'only in the last three races I had cramps that did not know ... Aldila' the likely shortage 'of potassium and magnesium ..

"Time passes, time passes, quiet .." suggests to me as if I was splashed with the visionary voices in his head. In reality 'seems just that the race is able to enhance this internal dialogue: it was said that with Reuven and 'meditation ... You 'can' be this an excuse ...

You'll pass and it passes without much fanfare, step by step, while the soul is punctuated by street dogs for a walk, hooded people with expertise, training of players in grass stretching over 'idiot that can be conceived, mannequins shivering at the bus stop. And I smoke up the road with me quiet, while I am on the 8th KM shoes, fuck that happy with the pelvis and a stride that is not 'deep but it' s collection and stubborn.

Mi dico che posso arrivare fino al punto della corsa piu’ lunga, ossia 11,2KM. Perlomeno. L’entusiasmo del principiante ingenuo prende il sopravvento e arrivo a pensare “Che sara’ mai farsene 42 di KM?...Oggi e’ un peccato fermarsi...” Mi ricordo di quando sono in bici, in quelle giornate “perfette”, in cui i’Gino (aka i’ mi’ Babbo) sentenzia “Vado cosi’ bene da spaccare la bici”. Rende l’idea.

Passato il Guinness personale, mi dico che perlomeno in questa giornata baciata, posso arrivare a 15KM. 15KM! E allora perche’ non fermarsi alla mezza maratona esatta? Giusto per stabilire un punto fermo istituzionale?

Mentre mi arrovello in cotanti ragionamenti, mi accorgo improvvisamente che il sole mi sta abbandonando crudelmente, con l’immediata conseguenza di un certo raffreddamento, in particolar modo alle gambe: la parte piu’ “leggera”. Mi autoesorcizzo e mi convinco che arrivare per forza al 20esimo KM impuntandosi contro tutta la buona corsa messa insieme fin’ora, rischiando di concludere sfinita sia proprio una bischerata.

Cos’e’ 17, cos’e’ 20? “Il 17 sara’ comunque un 20, anche se si definisce 17” (cit. Billy Shake).

Non si puo’ andare contro Shakespeare, non si possono bruciare con pressappochismo 3KM preziosi. I sip them, can you cuddle me and eat them the next time, his stomach ready to welcome them.

17. Over and out.

SI

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March of the Solidarity pro-Telethon in Itri

December 10, 2010 On the day of the March of Solidarity pro-Telethon dell'AILU arrived in Itri, visiting the IC, which has donated to Telethon a contribution of € 648.66 .

There is also a representative of the City, who delivered a contribution of € 300, through the Telethon Card

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march in solidarity and Lenola Campodimele

On the day of 9 December 2010, the March of Solidarity pro-Telethon has visited public schools in Campodmele e Lenola:

Scuola Primaria di Campodinele , che ha donato a Telethon 80 euro . Alla cerimonia, anche il Sindaco, che ha consegnato a nome del Comune, un contributo di 50 euro .

I.C. “Leonardo da Vinci” di Lenola , che ha donato a Telethon 41,07 euro .

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March of Solidarity in Minturno

il giorno 3 Dicembre 2010, la Marcia della Solidarietà pro-Telethon nel Sud Pontino e Terra Aurunca, ha fatto tappa a Minturno, dove i rappresentanti Telethon hanno visitato le seguenti Schools:

Secondary School of First Instance "F. Sebastian "Scauri , where representatives telethon received burp solidarity of students amounted to € 310.00 , but some students have applied to nine scarves telethon, giving other € 90.00.

School "A. De Santis, "Marina di Minto, who collected Telethon for the sum of € 143.89 .

Kindergarten / Elementary R. Castrichini " of Fontana Perrelli , che ha donato a Telethon 196,65 euro .

   

Scuola Media “F. Sebastiano” di Minturno centro , che ra raccolto a favore di Telethon un contributo di 119,21 euro .

I Circolo Didattico “Monsignor Fedele” , il cui frutto solidale è stato di 177,76 euro .

Scuola Primaria e Infanzia di Tufo , che ha consegnato a Telethon € 66.00.

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March of Solidarity in Castelforte and SS. Cosmas and Damian

on December 1, 2010 the March of Solidarity dell'AILU (Italian Association for Leukodystrophy) - Friends of Telethon-visited the schools and Castelforte SS. Cosmas and Damian, to withdraw their contribution to pro-Telethon.

The schools that participated are:

kindergarten Suio Form Castelforte , which raised for Telethon € 113.00.

Primary School "S. Cataldo "in Suio di Castelforte , il cui frutto di solidarietà è di 130,00 euro . E la Scuola Primaria “F. Petronio” di Castelforte , che ha raccolto per Telethon 210,00 euro . 

Istituto Comprensivo “G. Rossi” di SS. Cosma e Damiano , che ha donato a Telethon 663,16 euro . 

 

Infine al Comune di SS. Cosma e Damiano , dove il Sindaco ha comunicato ai rappresentanti Telethon the preparation of a resolution for effecting a transfer pro-Telethon.

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Press Conference Telethon in South Pontino

In Room Safety of Formia, November 24, 2010 was presented during a press conference, the Marathon Telethon in South Latium / Land Aurunca and San Giorgio a Liri, Castelnuovo Parano, Coreno and Ausonia Ausonius.
were present for the commissioner of Social Policies and Employment of Formia and the Provincial Coordinator Alfredo Costa, the director of the Southern District Pontino / Earth and Coreno Aurunca Ausonius and neighboring countries, Erasmo Di Nucci, the referent of the District Gianola (form), Giuseppe Russo and Events supervisor and chairman dell'AILU (Friends Association Telethon), Salvatore Di Nucci.

The press was handed the wheel of the various events planned, has already begun on November 21 and end Jan. 6, 2011, with out all the stalls that expose the scarves and candle holders.
In particular, it shows the march Solidarity dell'AILU Telethon which leads directly into schools. In addition, among other things, this year, in addition to the third edition of the Telethon in Gianola, including the Parish of the Immaculate Heart of Mary of Formia and the District of Penitro (with Robert Liberace) have confirmed their availability for editions Telethon territorial.
He added the Village of Castellonorato, in reply, has postponed the scheduled event to January 6, 2011.
the present civil and military authorities, as well as several participants in the events planned Telethon, some of which have taken place during the meeting.

territorial Telethon The delegate asked the media to invite the public to give confidence to Telethon, especially the recent news of a triple alliance, which involved a large pharmaceutical company , which according to the agreement signed will have to produce the gene therapy of ADA-SCID, and completed the trial, including six other diseases.

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EARLY BIRD'S EYE VIEW

I bought my first book by Haruki Murakami October 13, 2009, in English, from Barnes & Noble.

masinutoscana He spoke with considerable enthusiasm, I would say with that state of mind that makes you imagine you're talking about an author with a capital, sometimes classic, but not something we have to do.

" What I Talk About When I Talk About Running " says Race, one of the activities' more 'distant from the immediate signed by the following simple reasons:

Inability' Physics

Lack of Resistance

The Aura

a Sack of Potatoes "

I think with any other activity 'I have never felt more' inept: even worse in the high jump, long jump and all the pleasant corollary of exercises that go under the name of athletics.

Give me to walk for hours, up under the sun, with the scars that I hail the face, with the mud that makes me beat puffs on earth, or a bike along the "road most 'white' you can imagine, that makes me curse from beginning to end, with the cold more 'pungent in this world that turns air into stalactites that will pierce the lungs . All this and in the worst conditions. I accept it. We can 'be: in these horrific situations I can see my role, I can do with a reason, though for no reason, in reality'.

But the race NO, god bono.

That 's always been on a pedestal far, a Doppelganger (see Fringe :-) oscillating Terror and Horror, practiced by people who really inexplicable, and dancer with graceful step, slide strips cement along the grassy banks, on wet sand the first morning, and they are always so 'credibility, even more than' nerds who started the day before, wrapped in K-ways and too fogati.

This simple question: "Why 'They are' and I do not?" and 'remained dormant for years, I realize only now. Only now that I could break that fear. More 'than anything else was the fact that it can not have the freedom to' go out and do the second thing more 'instinctive of this world, after the walk: run.

Monday 'I woke up at 5:10, with no alarm (ever) in the perfect moment of transition between night and day, without trauma-chissa'-what-I-thought, split at 5.30 and I started to scamper around in joyous tower blocks in the suburbs, silent and dark, while the cold air around the mouth becoming thin smoke. Moist, cool and utterly alone. This was the very image that if I had ever dreamed of being dared to run at dawn. It was really so '. I was thinking how beautiful she was the feeling of being the only one awake, at least in my line of sight, with all that space at your disposal: what luxury! Caught with too many people around during the time the "human", outside, inside: always someone horizon. So 'that when you are in front of a large empty space, you seem to be the King of the World . And the irony and 'when you're da sola, e' impossibile sentirsi soli: come se avere piu' "respiro" riuscisse a placare l'inutile e ti facesse assaporare un certo equilibrio sconosciuto.

Sola, per modo di dire, eccetto la presenza saltellante dei Merli, intenti nella colazione albeggiante, che riusciva ad offrire vermoni XL in gran quantita'.

Erano dappertutto: sul marciapiede, in mezzo di strada, sulle panchine solitarie, sui fili elettrici, sugli alberi, in picchiata o completamente immobili.

Poi in un preciso momento, tra la strada e il marciapiede, un piccolo gruppetto si dispone in modo simmetrico, come se ci fosse stato un richiamo comune; li stavo osservando a distanza mentre mi avvicinavo sempre more '. It was daylight, and filtered here and 'the thin rays of the sun gave the scene an atmosphere dignified.

watched the noble posture of Kosovo, holding informal but classy, \u200b\u200bas if they were wearing vests casual blacks, looking toward the sun, the breeze stopped and the bill that moved the feathers ... Here!

" City of Angels"!

The scene where the angels find property to fix the dawn, greeting the rising sun ...

are now 6.30 am: the first sounds, the first people to ride, the first machines.

The first sunshine of early dawn, while plane at the gate.

Pant. Smile.

SI

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Questo è l'elenco per sezione comunale con l'indicazione dei giorni di prelievo. Forza volontari donatori datevi da fare e informate i vostri amici!

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E' iniziata la Campagna Estate 2010 per le donazioni prima delle partenze per le vacanze: "I MALATI NON VANNO IN FERIE"

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CRONACA DI UNA CADUTA ANNUNCIATA aka BLOODY HAND


Dopo aver dormito poco l'altra notte, cosa rarissima per me dato che tocco il cuscino e ronfo, stamani appena sveglia mi dico che assolutamente nel pomeriggio mi ci vuole una bella corsetta. Penso che 35 minuti, come l'ultima volta, possano andare bene, tanto per stabilizzare questo miracolo di frequenza "podistica": dalla prima volta di 5 minuti da panico, in cui mi sembrava di non avere fiato nemmeno per pensare, piano, piano sono riuscita a vincere quest'angoscia, ho fatto pura "violenza di autoconvincimento" and, although still runs like a sack of potatoes fantozzi, at least I'm learning the art of patience with small steps.

But their young, eh.

bad weather threatens to rain, wind not too strong, a few hours of the afternoon with a spin, much to dare freschino hooded sweatshirts that I will not make me 'drowning in a pool of sweat.

In these two weeks since I started, I realized that to do my jogging pitiful, the only way to make me start auspiciously, and 'what to do at least one minute of fast walking: a kind of heating non-violent, in which I try to appear happy and anesthetized.

to "do pari" con l'ora, mi faccio 5 minuti di passo davvero svelto, durante i quali nubi sempre piu' minacciose prendono campo e un ventolino innocuo sembra diventare un po' piu' serio. Che bellezza, penso.

Inizio a correre con una certa tranquillita', con tutta la mia playlist scelta ad hoc, che in modo schizofrenico spazia dal punk al jazz, cosi' da poter far fronte a qualsiasi situazione di eventuale scoramento (oh, come mi conosco bene).

Passano 5 minuti di vera pace, di vera armonia col mondo intero che manifesto con un sorriso misto tra l'ebete e il compiaciuto.

Dall'altra parte della strada, lungo un bell'argine erboso, con la coda dell'occhio inquadro un omino con un bel cane da caccia, dal muso bianco e marrone e lunghi capelli svolazzanti.

All'improvviso si ferma proprio mentre passo, si punta e mi guarda fissa, in stile statua di cera. Sorrido e penso a quanto sia bello, con un vago senso di "maestosita'", in quella posizione e da quell'altezza: sembrava davvero stesse in posa per una qualche copertina di segugi campioni e nobili, con lo sfondo di un'enorme e ricca casa vittoriana inglese e con accanto il padrone compiaciuto e snob.

Gli sorrido, mentre il padrone cerca di tirarlo via per continuare la passeggiata, ma lui si oppone fieramente. Mi viene da pensare che e' come se stesse osservando qualcosa di strano, un evento particolare, oppure che possa correre so bad it looks like a lame dog? While I

crowd these unnecessary thoughts, I remember that I went a bit 'too' in trumpet, with a pace too fast, and then I fly low and slow.

E 'was a split second that I see with a cut and a fantastic action sequence in Mission Impossible: I smile at the dog with a worried look seems to foresee something terrible, I look forward to that slowed down point almost no foot up, got on a mixture of gravel and mud + row that my perspective and 'Beauty in a totally horizontal and vertical direction at the same time. While I think I fall

sto realmente cadendo, che potrei farmi male e la prima reazione e':"Vabbe'". Inquietante.

Il secondo dopo sono in terra, la musica si e' fermata di colpo, vedo l'asfalto e penso in quest'ordine:

Ma Vaffanculo

Guarda che idiota

Mi sa che ho rallentato troppo

E l'iPod?

Che figura di merda se l'omino col cane mi sta guardando

Tutto a posto?

Mi frizza la mano

Alziamoci

Il cane aveva visto giusto

(Sorrido)

Faccio ripartire la musica, controllo la mano piena di ghiaia e sangue, valuto che la bottarella al ginocchio non mi fa male, faccio la conta dei danni e mi dico che sto cadendo sempre meglio da quando mi sfracellavo da piccina: prima riuscivo a "spaccarmi" ginocchia e mani con una certa facilita', in casa e fuori, mentre ora me l'ero cavata con una sfregiatella alla mano e una sbuccicatura al ginocchio. Grande!

Quello in cui sono sempre stata una vera professionista e' stato il proteggermi la faccia, soprattutto i denti, sempre e comunque. Forse anche perche' sono stata vittima di minacce subliminali da parte dei miei che mi ripetevano: "Quando caschi, pensa sempre a proteggerti la faccia, che se ti spacchi i denti bisogna prendere un mutuo per rimetterli..."

E' stato una sorta di "imprinting" nel campo delle accidental falls. He has always worked.

Can I continue to run? It would be a shame to throw this weather freschino and threatening ...

It shares all happy, more 'happy to first, thinking that it all seems really surreal.

I see myself from outside and I'm an idiot in front with two disheveled braids, satisfied with one hand and a bloody knee (just for luck), and the amazing feeling the pain in his hand and knee is not able to make me feel the "fatigue" of the run.

very typical, I think, but the game is not worth the candle, since my pain tolerance and 'very masculine, which is roughly close to zero.

I think as far as I

Frizzell 'after taking a shower, and the following days, and Princess Sissi and' blasphemy in me kindly.

Yet this fall, this languor and pain this gray road that invites me to go ahead, make me feel good. I implore a bit 'of rain to rinse the wound, and that's starting to rain just, just' cause I can pull away a little 'blood and to cool from the sun that had erupted shortly before. I do a long avenue, of an industrial zone, while many post-work, workers and managers in fire, stuck in traffic, and think how beautiful it is spinning in the rain, wishing that the road to the house to stretch a bit ' di piu' ogni minuto che passa. Perche' cosi' si sta bene.

Il random dell'iPod finisce su "Live High" di Jason Mraz e "Personal Jesus" coverizzata dagli Old Lemon Juice.

Il mio Ego scoppia di gioia:-)

SI