Franciacorta are in for a few days, I cook the roast potatoes with Ceres, mi riposo e corro poco, solo un’ora e quando lo faccio mi perdo lungo una ciclabile che finisce addosso ad un muretto, sto finendo le suole delle mie Mizuno, quelle che quest’anno hanno fatto la maratona, quelle che mi hanno portato fino a qui, quelle azzurre, quelle che verrano sostituite il primo gennaio con un paio della stessa I have family who donated at Christmas.
My dear guest essay and tells me often that when you do not wish "to go" (no matter what), remember how it feels good afterwards, after the effort, under the shower. I would add that the longer we wait to come back out (to run, in my case) and the more you curse every time it was postponed until tomorrow.
do not know if I feel the end of a year long and then it would be better to rest, or I relaxed too much and it's time to move my butt more often, regularly.
Meanwhile tomorrow, calmly, to return to the south, meanwhile start the celebrations tonight for the end of 2010 ... Next!
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