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Torneo Allieve 2011 , 2° prova regionale: CRISTINA PULLIA 2° CLASSIFICATA ;-) e il coraggio della nostra Mavtina! ;-) :-)

Sunday, March 13, at the Palaunimek of Arcore , it was the turn of other athletes on our team to their "debut" in an individual competition, Martina Barenghi the "premiere" in action on the race track and federal Cristina Pullia already agonist teams in past editions, this time in individualistic 2011 Cadet Championship, the first band.

Cristina, recovering from a physical problem that still haunts the knee, is going through a period of "stop loading" in the work on three of the four tools of routine, focusing on the study elements of the parallel, the only tool that allowed it not to aggravate the discomfort in his leg, and for that he had recently seen "soften" the opportunity to participate in the league of specialization for which he was preparing, and Martina, a long time gregarious in the race team along with his more experienced companions, looked at the competition this weekend with fervent expectation and "anxiety" for what would ever make its debut race in the federation, just "stop" too it must be said, for a whole week because of a nagging flu.

If the conditions were "afraid" of not being their "top" for this was that the ultimate test regional predicted, our athletes have, however, submitted on time to the "starting blocks" in that Arcore, supported by almost all teammates noticed not to miss for anything in the world event, after having supported "the greatest" in the preceding days, with a note of particular merit for the two "big", and Erika Cecilia , which soon have designed new choreography to the beam and floor exercise for the small "Mavty" and "clean" ones created, again from them previously for the Cry.






Concentrate already warming and strangely serene you are facing the first gear, the parallel. Cristina safe and almost perfect start with a good exercise and Martina part with a bit ... 'anxieties
;-) Fortunately the group was compact in what was at first difficult to deal with the Mavty rookie coach behind companion just got them already from the tool side to give her a hand and reassure her, classmates and parents to be felt in the stands cheering their unbridled!







A deadly cocktail that has forced the tears of Martin doing "about face" and be sucked out from where they were also very good exercise for you ;-) and charge right in order to continue the race with fewer worries, Yay!












The girls go on alert, after every financial year immediately following the draw, not get distracted and take home together two excellent scores also Vaulting, nice jumps.













It 's the turn of the beam and Cristina surprising, perhaps signing the exercise more "clean" between those repeated in the last week of testing "in house", acrobatic shot recently, were not numerically so high as to give too much certainty on the outcome of the race, Brava. Martina decided
part, concluded the year with a couple of falls, thereby limiting the damage and doing, however, what you ask in any gymnast in the competition area that is "simply doing what one is able to prepare for training, nothing more, nothing less "satisfied coach.







conclude what will be the first round of competition at the fitness facilities where the coach will also take some small risk by changing the last una delle diagonali a Cristina, sostituendola con un salto artistico di valore, fiducioso che sia di gran lunga nelle sue possibilità… obbiettivo centrato ;-) Elegante davvero la Cry conclude il suo ultimo attrezzo e “a conti fatti” chiude la gara con un punteggio che inizia a far sperare in qualcosa di più di una semplice “partecipazione” alla gara; La competizione però è lunga e quasi 100 sono le ginnaste presenti a contendersi i trofei…







Solo all’alba delle 20.00 passate la lettura della classifica generale darà ragione a quei “sospetti” sul buon esito della prova di Cristina: SECONDA! Seconda classificata tra 100 atlete presenti! ;-) Podio, coppa, e foto di rito per una giornata che sicuramente non credo dimenticherà presto hihi.


A Martina un egregio posto a metà classifica che, come primo approccio, non è per niente male e ha reso comunque felice il suo allenatore per la forza di volontà ed il “coraggio” che ha saputo dimostrare in questa piccola grande prima avventura, Brava Mavty!!!


Paolo

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Incredible, at 12.30 we are already headed home. What is the substance of the rain? Or the organizers realized that end in the square when the awards were only the pigeons did not make much sense? However, what matters is to have in his pocket for a somewhat surprising result. This does not mean 100% satisfactory (if ever?), But at least pretty interesting. Species in this race, I always despised. Ungrateful! I that I admired, appreciated, almost long for, I came out every year folded in half. Yet it plays perfect on my path: straight lost in the endless campaign, melancholy horizons broken only by banks or houses, villages anonimi e silenti che appena ci notano. Peccato che questo periodo dell’anno la nostra pianura patteggi una sorta di gemellaggio con la Patagonia: il vento non da tregua. Chi vive in città a malapena lo nota, le costruzioni riparano e smorzano le folate, ma appena fuori dai centri abitati occorre armarsi di forza e pazienza per affrontare certi allenamenti. E io, che già esco alquanto malconcia dall’inverno, arrivo all’appuntamento con Pieve ricca di buoni propositi ma povera di energie.

Oggi, però, qualcosa ha girato per il verso giusto. Che cosa, non saprei dire. Voglio pensare che la preparazione stia dando i suoi frutti, else if not?

I approximates to the starting line quite serene. Moreover, there is little here to play: it is already so successful in placing among the top twenty, at most we can aspire to a category prize. My most direct opponent is right next to me, intent on playing with the runners around us. The bear, however, is as always on her. Do not I take familiar faces, we left early because I just started to feel cold. Today I must break the spell: to address the race, this race for me. No time, once again, that church I always suck.

In the first few kilometers I keep a safe distance, too much crowding around her. It is true that in the group is being repaired, but you know that I can not run from so many feet. The pace is good, but oddly conservative: I would bet on a greater momentum, if only to acquire a safety net. I'm getting closer, I can not help it. I note and raise the pace. Well, I'm here. Already imagine a fight to the meter, like a month ago. After the tenth mile, to protect the bank, the next gear. Without wondering whether it is appropriate or not, break the delay and I'm leaving. I expect a reaction, I will certainly now riagguantata. But no, proceed overtaking on the right and left. Unconscious? Maybe, but I turn on in the mind of the film Stralugano and try to relive it. That performance was! A shoulder to shoulder nerve-racking, until I decided to give a boost just when there were about ten kilometers arrival. Why should not do that today? I focus on my strengths, I still have and I have until the end. I do not look back, never. Everything is projected in front of me. In the last few kilometers to the wind, I put to the test is not particularly strong, but at this stage just a breath too much to make me suffer. I'm slowing down, but do not feel the classic signs of a crisis that ammosciano legs, reducing them to crawl to the finish line. Missing a mile. From it's over , spurs me a boy, inviting me to follow him. I try, and I can not. I can still push, to pull a final apnea: schiatterò, patience ...

Marescalchi I can see from afar, my name rings out where I'm coming. The trial I inflict a bit of disappointment. Details. Small thickness compared to the two main satisfactions of the day. The second of these: I did my best time in this race, running today for the sixth time. Another piece of my puzzle: I almost start to believe that I can complete it.

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As always angered me, and as always I realize I'm the only one to do it: thus ending, for the umpteenth time, with one eye shut, trying not to listen to my guilt. Why, if I was coherent, not participate in all these races so blatantly out of order. Specifically, Article 15.2 of the Rules FIDAL for the organization of events : "The awards for each position classification must be the same for both male and female categories."

The events that follow this rule are a rarity. If the Federation is the first to use, let alone companies, or even runners. Nobody seems to notice, either directly from the participants. Yet the issue should not only address the few that come to win a prize, and should not be regarded as a mere matter of principle: we are talking about totally ignored regulations, total indifference. Perhaps should be a mass boycott, who knows. In fact, you want to disregard, either for convenience, you also need a team, everything proceeds as if nothing had happened - and myself, with my participation helps ensure that the practice remains unchanged. My simple and therefore remains a useless outburst.

vent other, and different content, is what I would refer to those who, a few days ago, had begun to complain about the excessive heat ...

In the snow line to withdraw Award category, can we? The only good thing about this race was that all the practices after the race (rest, retirement packages, awards), took place behind a comfortable porch, quite agile. Why keep a system running? Better to change everything, right? Then we do the rest remains in its usual place, while distributing race packs make them from a truck parked near arrival, the awards celebrate the official in the gym while the category awards deliver them in a corner of the playground: just to liven up a bit 'jogging movement. Of course, we strive to mess with the order of arrival, so as to further enliven the comings and goings of runners fatigued and disoriented.

begin to lose clarity, I realize I am now free of reaction: I hold my package like a plush, almost managed to warm up. At the restaurant does not get there, I can not do: I just want to throw myself in the car and be home as soon as possible. I can hardly think back to my race. Come è stata? Il Brava Vale! di Jader gridato al mio arrivo farebbe pensare ad una prestazione rilevante. Io, naturalmente, avrei molto da ridire. Certo, considerata la voglia (zero) che avevo stamattina, la tentazione di concludere prima ancora di iniziare, il rattrappimento totale in prossimità del via, potrei affermare che ho chiuso alla grande. Ovviamente non è così, devo però ammettere che non ho avuto cedimenti né vistosi cali di ritmo. Anzi, mi sono sentita in spinta dall’inizio alla fine. Con fatica, sia chiaro, tanta fatica: gestita però con tenacia e sopportazione. Sarà che avevo puntato ad una preda succulenta: quasi un miraggio, tanto risultava inaspettata. Pensavo davvero di poterla grab, I believed until the last kilometer. But believe it was not enough. If only the time trial could give me some indication - ergo, if I had pressed the stop button instead on lap. Tap instead wait for the release of official results to know the response. Therefore, adjourn the proceedings, too cold to think.

This time of year is always very critical for me, winter me destroys the idea that I'll have to endure for so long I still exhausts further. So risk of going into the reserve, found himself deprived of the energy necessary to enjoy the summer - when it arrives. I can not afford it. The last mile is always the most affected, but soon starts to think about next time: it's just bite the bullet, the rewards will come.

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Arcore - 2° prova regionale di Categoria Allieve 2011

Seconda prova regionale, oggi, del Campionato di alta specializzazione categoria Allieve 2011, al Palaunimek di Arcore, first test, the two provided by the federal calendar, which was attended by our two young athletes Camilla Magni (cat. L3) and Martina Caradonna (cat. L4) , absent proof to last for technical instructor.

A bit 'of irons in the fire that for both, although with some "lightening" in the technical program for this test than the elements "in the study, presented today to test some new post" arm up "in the field of competition.

Camilla, in a routine set of 5 tools will be challenged today from scratch in the first jump (in competition) with the table of the vault (which in this category sostituisce la pila di tappeti con cui si dilettava nelle precedenti categorie) e, non ultimo per importanza, inseriva una serie acrobatica nuova alla trave, vanto di poche a giudicare dalle concorrenti oggi.

Se la tavola poteva presentare qualche “imprevisto” (cosi per lei come per le altre atlete “mini” presenti alla competizione), risolto comunque alla “bene-meglio”, non si può dire altrettanto per la serie “flic-salto smezzato” alla trave… Reduce dai 2 minuti di prova durante i quali esprime un’ottima qualità d’esecuzione, complice un’entrata molto approssimativa, perde la concentrazione e incappa nella seconda caduta all’attrezzo, ahimè, only "chance" to confirm the good style that characterizes the beam as well as earlier in the trial.

concludes with decent performances to other tools, although simplified in the program and terminating in the tail of the class standings L3.
Too bad, now remains to wait for other regions of the charts for "hope" is still good enough score to enter the inter-test at the end of March, although the possibility is very remote, the intention remains to resolve the habit " Black Out "in the field of race, very annoying, despite our athlete takes on the training sample something else.



Martina inizia invece alla trave dove raccoglie, in un esercizio senza cadute, un punteggio un po’ troppo “scarno” giustificato però da un esecuzione troppo pasticciata, almeno per le linee nei salti che, si sa, decimo dopo decimo, possono penalizzare fortemente il risultato. Procede bene al corpo libero diretta verso quello che sarà l’esordio di oggi per lei, il suo primo salto completo al Volteggio.

Prove “minate” da un campo di gara non pronto e ridotte nel tempo per continui spostamenti e aggiustamenti della Tappettatura costringono la Marty a pochi salti di prova purtroppo, ma con grande determinazione e serenità se li fa bastare centrando l’obbiettivo and scoring race of the jump in fine style (congratulations also came from the jury and technicians). Accomplices

for her the previous tests, this time positively, claims also focused the ultimate tool, but not changed in composition in the starting value, and with a very respectable race ends in 7th place in a category, the ' L4, bare-bones, a symptom that, apparently, the athletes "ready" to maneuver on the 4-edge tools in this category, they are now, alas, just a few, Thank you so earned for that E 'among them " few ";-)

coaches and all we can do and sooner or later work pays off, it goes without saying that appear serene on its commitments can not be an accomplice of a good test ... it makes you think that athletes prepared for what was their staff, and went into a trance to the beam in the grip of concerns, the other, shortly before raising his arm to the judges, seeing that he was about to begin the exercise simultaneously with its "companion of many adventures, he looked at her smiling and almost" Tugging "to greet the other side of the gym!

"In medio stat virtus," Virtue is in the middle ... steady job, concentration and peace of mind to be there in the field of race to return at once, neither more nor less than ten times as much work is achieved in practice.

appreciated the participation of Cry who backed her companions from "unfair" competition in the field

;-) A special thanks to my two "big" who helped me all morning to face a work order that had divided and removed our two athletes in the field on different tools for each rotation! You have been very good and I think your little companions think so.

There is believed to have perhaps, but the contribution and support, even in the presence of those faithful friends of all time, just as the most competitive stress, fa una bella differenza. Se poi nel loro piccolo provvedono pure a “correggere” e “consigliare” come risolvere i problemini in prova quando l’allenatore è obbligatoriamente distante… ( Erika con Martina in parallela ;-), e Cecilia in parallela e laccetti con la sorellina) beh, un servizio niente male! Brave.

(Classifica odierna: http://www.casatiarcore.it/attachments/418_Categoria%20Allieve%202%20prova%202011.pdf )


A breve la classifica definitiva e i “conteggi” per sperare nelle qualificazioni previste tra un mese circa.

Paolo

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Let's face it: that beard the same races every year! A shot of life every now and then, is that asking too much? Apparently yes. Then, unable to roam freely to explore new horizons, I just have to stick to the usual, unchanging, fixed social calendar, which recurs each time as a photocopy of the previous year. Then we try to interpret it better, beginning, for example by remembering the past editions of the race today: as I Piazzai, by which time, who preceded me and who I could beat. Assume the purpose: to make progress - if not all the items listed in at least some of them. We see the main

• Placement - Last year I came ninth. This year we have four events at the start of my team, the surprise of the year, the extraterrestrial in Morocco, my black beast: they are already slipped to eighth place, not counting any other business. I know that this will not be improved.

• Time - In 2010, absolute crap, the worst is not even contemplated.

Temperatura mite, per il periodo, ma la fastidiosa pioggerellina che impregna l’aria di umidità fa rabbrividire: occorre scaldarsi bene, queste distanze richiedono cure attente. Mi aspetta una faticaccia, tre giri infernali, con quella curva a U che spezza il ritmo e che, sul finale, piega le gambe. Già immagino che partirò a scheggia, riuscirò a mantenermi brillante o mi spegnerò come un cerino consumato? Soprattutto: saprò restare incollata a chi conta o la vedrò sfrecciare lontano come spesso (troppo spesso) accade? Mah, intanto sembra abbia smesso di piovere. Stanotte ho sognato qualcosa che ha a che fare con la corsa, ma non ricordo esattamente che thing. Sign, however, that under the apparent calm, a bit 'Stirring there. Yet it does not seem to experience particular tension, even when we are all lined up waiting for the shot - ergo, the most critical moment: the release of the two-legged wild, wild in the hunt for better place, willing to do anything to be left behind. I can not find "my" race until I feel enveloped by the mass. I think, actually, to be quite ridiculous in the initial phase: a duck quacks to get afraid that space, with the fear of being harpooned by wild beasts. That's because those who profit from my caution: what are all up front? No no, do not go at all well, here we must engage. Out of one, two out, three out. But there it is, I find her on, attached to my black beast. Both here at hand. And me? I already feel somewhat hung, I could still squeeze? Is not it too early? These ruminations take away my energy, what is puzzling? Here you have to play around in ten miles, there is no time to play with tactics. Another round went, positions unchanged. If not that, like an apparition, a known gap between the two. Ready to attack, gain a position - and with it a breath of trust: who knows she can not even the bang. Meanwhile, let's keep this advantage. Also because wags its tail in front of me who does not seem to have no desire to sell, in fact, the gap is increasing. She 's that accelerate or slow down that I? Maybe both. In fact, after yet another U-turn for the braking (finally the last one), lagging hard. The last couple of miles, the ones who should make the wings, are endless. If nothing else, I was able to peek at my back, without seeing the dangers of any kind. This does not mean you can let go, ever! What, now, a mile? Repeated media, like I was on my straight: you see the end, not you noticed? Already the end: the view, I feel, I enjoy the most. But still I see the. Sharp bend in Right now we are. Someone makes, someone else tells you where I turn, with yet another clash near me. Total chaos, which makes me lose my direction. I see a bow and sling it: sin is not the right one. An employee stands in the way I am: other side! I blockade against the hurdles, withdrew and then take the right path, another right turn and sprint to the finish. Fortunately, the position was not at risk, I'm only several seconds. But, I say, you can structure your arrival with a double bend? Forget it. Consider instead the elements initially put into question:

• Placement - Fifth: even in most optimistic expectations

• Time - Despite the time trial "polluted", a minute less than last year

am almost glad - I repeat, almost .

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I angered. Yet what I never said that bad? I had maybe a bully me smoke all day when, given the strength delle avversarie e la mia attuale fase di preparazione, sappiamo bene che mi dovrò accontentare? È vero: mi manca quella sicurezza che, probabilmente, inciderebbe positivamente sui risultati. Ma è anche vero che c’è una bella differenza tra ciò che esprimo a voce e ciò che celo in me: difficilmente rivelerò cosa chiedo a me stessa, preferisco trincerarmi dietro una modesta scaramanzia. Del resto, esibire le mie ambizioni non mi ha mai portato bene. E non mi pare che tu apprezzi chi lo fa: proprio sulla linea di partenza mi hai pregato di incollarmi a colei che si è già dichiarata facile vincitrice (“ tanto non c’è nessuno…”). Sarà fatto: oggi l’obiettivo is not the timing, but the placement, and will fight until every ounce to leave no stone unturned.

We are three in a group that proceeds at a brisk pace. Maybe a little 'too fast, I understand that the pace is risky, but if it is for me it is for them. It will mean that all of them burst, I can not let go: only serve to demoralize. There is already enough to accuse the blow to the news that we are not in head in front, very front, there is the surprise of the year. A familiar face, often present, fair athlete, but not as formidable opponent: up, in fact, now. He swept the January 6 and 10 thousand from now before us a couple of minutes: not bad for an exploit as MF40. Brava her ... The fact that it established, the challenge becomes even more compelling: if you first fought for the best step of the podium, the podium is now in the same game - and no one wants to settle for fourth. I try to stay indoor, I'm fine, I think I could even push a little 'more, but better not risk it. Are signs of difficulties for those who have already lost the certainty of victory. I do forward, taking advantage of the descent from the bridge. But I do not want to be me to pull, so it settles down leaving me overcome my pace again. The other is still stuck like a shadow. I have another opportunity to overtake, and I can not resist. The shadow still there. Some, however, lags behind: race attendant tells us it is separated by 300 meters, seems to have relented. We are about the thirteenth mile, the race is long, do not delude ourselves. Meanwhile, those who try to eliminate me my heels: I had already noticed his stance somewhat overbearing, the series "facts in there that I step 'if we move to the tripped me furious. Hey, want to kill me?! He apologizes and runs past, with the intention of her to be cut through the air. But I'm not able to be at the wheel, not when we proceed the same pace. It is therefore a heads up that tests your physical endurance and mental health. Rimto This is not as bright as in the first half of the race, I fear a sudden black out, as everything seems under control. It is my hope that happens as a Lovoleto years ago, when she was to surrender to a handful of kilometers from. But for now, it does not seem to have this intention at all. In fact, proceeds sent to a pitch from me. Okay so I'm not forcing, then I suggest a shot at the end. Maybe. Actually, not having some kind of resources to draw on, are definitely at the limit of my ability. She too has slowed down, now missing un chilometro e bisogna rompere gli indugi. Mi affianco, ma lei reagisce: è un tira e molla continuo, nel quale vince la potenza. Cioè lei. Sei secondi di differenza, da mangiarsi le mani. Ma, del resto, nessuna recriminazione: ho dato tutto ciò che avevo. Sul podio, almeno, ci sono arrivata. Un minuto in meno dell’anno scorso, anche questo è un buon segnale. Il Garmin, poi, indica 21,4 km: non voglio mettere in discussione la misurazione ufficiale, ma la media al km che riporta lo strumento è incoraggiante, specie in questa fase, ancora carica dei lavori di potenziamento. Insomma, la stagione è iniziata con ottimi auspici. Ora so che i prossimi risultati non saranno altrettanto gratificanti, dato che la concorrenza will be higher. It is important to be clear about the main goal: everything else is a side dish.

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The story of those who lived it ;-)

"The weekend just gone saw me share a wonderful experience: LA SERIE A1!

The trip began Friday, the day after a workout at Brescia, I left with the PROLISSONE the direction of Ancona, for my debut in the top flight.

We arrived at the hotel after about 4 hours of travel and after eating and "dialogue" in English with Polish gymnast under the company Lissone ( Kulesza Marta Pihan gymnast also participating just played at the world championships), we went to bed trying to rest and be more or less fit for the next day (which turned out to be infinite as expected).

up at H: 8.00, breakfast H: 8.30 and ready for testing on the competition field to H: 10.30! :-)

We had 10 minutes per team on the tool: more than enough given my poor physical condition, but not enough for me to pass any kind of "emotion" ... well ... let's call that "fifa terrible sounds bad: - /

The competition in my view was beautiful, Janssen-Fritsen equipment (and not parallel GYMNOVA ... GREAT!! :-) That, apparently, will remain the official equipment for all four tests of the season.

After the first three rotations we got to twirl, tool, I think for the first time in my life, I creates problems (due to an ankle rather battered) ... only negative in the morning it was yet another arrival lack of which cost me some pain in most.

After finishing the training, we return to the hotel, we ate and rested ... as it is impossible to rest in a crazy trip with five companions in the room :-)

H: 16.30 for meeting start field where the race was scheduled for general warm H: 17.30, but obviously the serious A2, thanks to the combination of the men's section with a number of high gear, it was late, so we started well after the estimated time, the right time to pick up the fear to a thousand, to see the four judges for each gear, the audience on the steps and the atmosphere from major competition.

A few minutes after the analysis of the stage in front of me had arrived the Cice :-) missed my teammate and BASIC (do not know how I would do without her!) And then I started to relax.

After another quarter of an hour waiting platform free of gymnasts of A2 and ... the competition available, you start!
And 'Just touch the platform to turn the terror that I had accumulated inside and on ADRENALIN smile, good feeling.

finished warming have made the race around to try once more tools ... even after they have remained quite calm.

about 19:30 am when we parade before the judges to start the race! = Gasp =-)

We began to twirl, the first to go was the 'Alice Romanella (Gymnast of PROLISSONE) which is unfortunately fall arrival of a big jump ... too bad, had good evidence, but was immediately rescued Parallel

;-) ... So it was my turn, via the tights on the arm, a smile, by the fear ... and 5 seconds at most to make my jump, which is not even got a little ankle position = :-) (and then a tool free of the past).

After the jump Elisa Molinarolo third gymnast to perform, but "First gymnast owner 'of the ARDOR PADOVA (companies for which they are enrolled), it is the turn of the Parallel.















I went up to the second test in which I opened a mini-call at that time I was creating zero, and I mean ZERO problems! It was just the last of my thoughts! ... Before going up I thought " I want to do well, I do not want to fall ." And one of the few times in my gymnastics career did not win the terror of making a mistake in my head. Some uncertainty on TARZAN
, too bad, but certainly can not say that was not vertically! :-) And then straight away, jump right, exit, salute and satisfaction :-)

partial result: 2-0 for me :-)

But the worries were not over at all. It was the turn of the beam, tool in which I always said "if I just the evidence I definitely wrong in the race! ".... And of course ... the tests I've done right !.... but this time the race well :-)
A moment before pulling on my arm are even scared because I was relatively quiet ... and perhaps because of this, one element after another, I brought home a year without falling :-)

We go this last rotation, fitness facilities, in which, alas, I have always taken a very simplified because of my ankle blessed that in the weeks before I was never allowed to be able to train full program. But

year and finished the race finished :-)

Ardor PADOVA as expected came 7th equal with another company bringing up the rear of this championship in 2011, gymnastics ROMANA, but I, and this time Paul was happy with my performance :-)

Next race in a month, March 5, from Tuesday at the gym and I to try to continue to improve ;-)

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We sincerely thank the team from the wonderful collaboration PROLISSONE ;-)

Paul

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Birthday

The best way to celebrate the birthday is to run a good race. Yeah, too bad this time of year that the raw material shortages. How can I be born in the season that I hate most? Who bore me in her belly for nine months says that according to his calculations, I should have let me live in December: I obviously do not know, put out his head, there was the cold. Had it been possible, I would gladly have stalled for a while ' time yet, waiting for the thaw, as a bear in hibernation.

console ourselves with the fact that the anniversary falls on a Sunday, so I can make merry in the absence of appropriate celebrations - which, given time, are strictly banned.

contest, they said. So there might be some of the classic Madonna, something more than 12 km in circuit, very participatory and torn: does not inspire me at all. Or, at San Bartolomeo in Bosco, the Winter Marathon: running back in 2005 with my favorite Pacer. Too bad that the event can only remember a large cold barren lands lost in the fog, whipped by icy winds that blow from all sides. Of course, the distance, according to my current training program. But just look at the wheel of the race for me to decide: the awards discriminate against the female category in a shameful way. Apart from ambition and / or real possibility of placement, is a matter of principle: I continue to be indignant for such choices, mind you, mock Regulation Fidal - and I wonder why will grant approval to events that do not meet the standards laid down by it.

Excluding races so the only affordable, we have to adhere to the table: a fartlek on the 24km route wavy. The Val di Zena calls, and I run! This time not alone. This is really an event. The last one to accompany me on this path was Mauritius, a few centuries ago. But today we are many. Too many. Yes, because a bear is bear even when it accepts to train in the company: in the two can be pleasant, three can be interesting as well is a mess. Especially when you can not appropriated the whole track: the valley is picturesque and scenic, but it is a road on which you must proceed in single file. It seems that they prefer the crowded. From behind me touch on one foot, making me stagger. Partiamo malissimo! Già la mattina era iniziata nel peggiore dei modi, col morale mandato nel fango da quei sporchi individui che non mi danno pace neppure la domenica: sto davvero rasentando l’esaurimento nervoso. Qualche centinaia di metri e di nuovo, stavolta quasi finisco a terra. Stai davanti tu, per favore! Dentro ribollo, ma che diamine! Già non tollero simili comportamenti in gara, come possono accadere mentre ci si sta semplicemente allenando? Alla terza volta esplodo: non inveisco perché sono tra amici, ma mi fermo di colpo e li lascio andare. La tensione accumulata sta per esplodere in pianto: cerco di ingoiare il magone, come si può correre e piangere allo stesso tempo? Dove voglio andare, in queste condizioni? I come back, which is better. Just today, which also runs Jader ... Damn! What were those? Today you have to do your workout, without looking at anyone: it should be. The others are slower, or maybe you are saving for a happy end. I do not care. I do some 'variations . And childbirth. Three minutes at breakneck speed, reel but do not yield. I expect to be achieved in stroke recovery. But no, I'm still alone. And I'm a god! I have exceeded even the emotional crisis and I feel more charged than usual: Two weeks ago, the same place and same training, I gave up taking in more than one occasion. Today, however, walk away smooth enough to surprise an elderly cyclist who, intrigued by the subject, decided to escort me. You're doing the 16 exclaims. Well, I say - let alone , I say to myself. I asked where the finish line, he thinks maybe he's competing? the twelfth, I say. I warn you that the others are a hundred yards, boh ... I said 16, but were almost 17 . Yeah, right, on this path, then! And now you're catching up. Funny have a fan while you exercise. After each comment is away, continuing on his way, I suppose. The meeting but shortly afterwards, without waiting for a new incentive. Just two kilometers. The news from there I will return back to the mall and I am earning more points. Here I am, therefore, the critical point, the dreaded tear of the twelfth mile. Nothing dramatic, it's just the hardest climb of the route, all in all quite short. You still feel - and the greatest satisfaction in this stretch, you pass some cyclist who has burst on the pedals. The cyclist is beyond me but, now, is an ambassador of my training partners: I'm sorry, they told me to inform you that came back . For some reason, the news gives me a boost. I find the breath to thank him and head down to stretch up to the top where I expect my fans, who compliments and say hello to me - this time permanently.

In the mid-or only half? I can not say. I lost count of the changes, but I still have energy for others. Twelve kilometers are trivial, then they are just waiting for me so I have to hurry. Above all, I arrive in excellent condition and hear the applause. Okay, let's not exaggerate. But this unusual confidence in my powers can not be ignored. Especially considering that I was going to blow it (if not all in that country), after less than five kilometers of the race. Never before today has earned the motto "better alone" ... I am an asocial, I know. But if I want to trot along in glee, I go to a tapasciata any, where beauty is just talk right and left regardless of timing. Training on "real", however, does not compromise: I stick to my plan and I do not accept interference. Exactly. I messed up the woman on this earth, who can not even keep order on the table, with regard to the race track I need to follow well defined. After all, is not so contradictory. They are too messy and, above all, unsafe, to be able to manage fluency: a need for guidelines. Perhaps to challenge, possibly to change, even to twist if necessary. But woe to those who I have to the table. Not to mention those who were touching my feet!

Here is 3 km. Now it's done. The latter two are undulating enough to break your legs, which at this point they have accumulated quite a load of fatigue. But the sign marking the end of training is no longer a mirage, and the idea is enough to bring out the latest resources - and it's almost like the finish of a race.

Well, it went very well. We are all satisfied, better than that ?!...

I know I expect a sad day, and that there will be other crying. For nearly two hours, however, I was my own master and control the situation. Flashes of vitality that illuminates a dark period: see the light gives me hope that the darkness will soon dissolve. Once and for all.

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How long can a night? The noise went through the latex caps, gables and crashed through the heart, making him jump. It had already happened, but now sleep had seized upon the isolate was ringing in their ears served. Until now. Until this worm has not decided to explode. And there is no protection that takes. I do not know how long he is asleep, maybe I have not even passed the stage of drowsiness when, suddenly emerge dall'assopimento, as I had just leaned her head on a pillow with an alarm, the alarm is about to something happen. Stomp! The walls tremble. The pulse skyrocket: from now on there that takes cap. The roar of those infernal machines, run at full capacity, shuffle my bowels and my thoughts. I try to isolate myself, concentrating on breathing, trying to hear the hiss only natural that runs through my head. But now the devil possessed me, and tonight I will not have peace. They are trapped. I can not cry out my anger to anyone who would listen to me? That old man is ignorant that everything has only one sensitive to noise, that of money. Jader, lucky man, somehow manages to stay - at least until I am myself to exasperate him. I try to immobilize me, curled up in my corner, chasing desperately reassuring thoughts. But soon arise shudder: I'm cold, too cold. I have to go to the bathroom, I have to find something to warm up, I catch my breath because I lack even the air. Wrapped in blankets, I crouch on the couch clutching a steaming cup: the nerves give way, releasing tears that do not meet bank. The walls thunder, the room dark and cold overwhelms me, the whole house is going to crush me. I have no escape. Endure slavery to earplugs is not enough, now there's nothing I can do. Never be able to sleep, never be able to run, I'll end up sometimes fail to connect. Neurotic. That's how I will make: a crazy neurotic intolerant world. I make one with the couch, hoping to give in to exhaustion. Of canceled. I would like to stop the flow of evil catastrophic thoughts, memories and hold on to convince others that may join the list: I would like to heal from this hurt so I can not give a name but what is fraying. E finirà per logorare anche lui, che ovviamente si è svegliato e mi osserva silenzioso: impotente, più forte di me ma come me disarmato, inevitabilmente contagiato dalla mia disperazione. Ti prego, vieni a letto. Certo, tanto è tutto inutile. Qui o là non fa differenza. A questo punto neppure il silenzio fa la differenza: perché il rumore si è insinuato dentro di me, esaurendo le mie difese. Stringo la tua mano e lascio trascorrere le ore: la notte non è ancora finita, ma ho già paura di quella che verrà domani.

Quando, come un coperchio, il cielo pesa greve

Sull'anima gemente in preda a lunghi difficulties,
And in a single circle clutching the horizon
Pour a black day sadder than the night;


When the earth change in a damp cell ,
By Hope that goes like a bat,
flapping its wings against the walls timid
and hitting his head on the soggy ceiling


When the rain spreads its huge strips
Imitating the bars of a vast prison,
And, dumb and disgusting, a race of spiders
Curtains their networks inside our brains;
bells suddenly explode with fury
launching into the sky screaming scary
What makes you think and homeless wandering spirits
What you put in a stubborn to moan.


- And long funeral, without drums or music,
parade slowly into the heart, Hope,
Won, crying, and Anguish, despotic and cruel,
skewers on my skull his black flag.

Charles Baudelaire

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Altro che avventure di Sammy... vedesse lui le nostre!!!!

Sammy ... I would watch the adventures of this group willingly! I do not think there are comparisons (ahimè!) ... in any case "last" exit "holiday" before diving back in the commitments (many) that we will all share from Monday, between schools started again, activities are intensified, and a full racing calendar for all and all. But we

last night:-P
( article Erika Ricci )

GYMNAST 'S BICOCCA!

The gym hours are "too few" to be together so ... CINEMA!
Saturday, January 8 was the date decided to honor the screening of 'The Adventures of Sammy' of our presence.

-start with the 'start-
At 16:30 h in a meeting with all Pro Patria ready for autumn-winter 2010 with skirts, hats and boots but mostly ready to be beautifully scarrozzate (without parents) to the cinema.
Once you arrive / come we do not miss the various outlets in giro nei confronti delle ragazze urlanti -ovviamente non ginnaste!!- che non sapevno tenersi al toro imbestialito ...mitico gioco in cui, in teoria, il divertimento consiste nel riuscire a stare attaccati al toro in movimento e ,in pratica, la cosa più spettacolare è vedere il commerciante costretto a darti il premio con una faccia sconvolta perchè non pensava tu fossi abbastanza forte =).
Dopo aver girato tutti i negozi ma prima di andare in sala ...TAPPA POP-CORN E CHIPS immancabili, si...abbiamo corrotto il nostro allenatore per una volta!=9.. e siamo pronte per SAMMY, E IL SUO MONDO DA ESPLORARE..CON IL PASSAGGIO SEGRETO AL SUD! Pur essendo un cartone animato, ammetto che ha divertito anche i più grandi... ma andiamo avanti!
Leaving the room, there was no need for bathroom break ... which has proved time "mirror mirror on the wall, we Noil most fashionable of them all" and that ended dancing YMCA ... (With the other girls looking at us very badly) .. we are the best!
- L 'Imperfection is beauty madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring - [Marilyn Monroe].
To our great happiness ... it was time for dinner !!!.. and that is where most heartfelt thanks go to my brother who convinced Paul to feed us all 'OLD WILD WEST. You know what this meant?! ALL THE GOOD FOOD! And this could not miss a toast .. Gymnasts to the gym .. and that we were able to eat all that stuff without getting fat by =)... more or less .. =).

After dinner and satisfied the desire of the great coffee we're ready to go home: dwarf in front to lead the group as if they were master of the world, large and medium-sized behind not ready to be put under the car!
After two times around the parking lot (just to make us recognize) are on the way back. In late evening
all home with a beautiful smile and lots of laughter =).

Erika.

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Few pebbles THE SHOES ...

In these days of the end-beginning of the year it is natural to do, to use a term perhaps a little 'abused but effective, the "financial statements", namely, to reflect a bit' more than it is ordinarily do at other times, on one we've seen in recent times, and maybe - if you believe that he kept inside for too long some consideration, perhaps a bit '"unorthodox", and then you feel the urge the outside - also off, as he put a great President Emeritus of the Republic who recently passed away, some "pebble in the shoe."

on national politics I have never expressed "public" for some time: in any case, my opinion, certainly not very flattering already, sull'occhialuto character who has clearly betrayed the expectations of its voters, severely weakening the government majority to which he belonged, without being able to demolish it as he wished, can only be worsened compared to the previous post on this, dating back to the time of the speech of Mirabello. Treason and traitor are certainly heavy terms that seem more suited to other eras and other socio-political democratic West than the twenty-first century, but, unfortunately, given a similar situation, not if they are more shoe horns, and use them denouncing the incident, reluctantly is the first stone that I had to take away from the famous shoe. The coup in the parliamentary debate on the trust, as we have said, the glasses and his associates could not even for a "hair", and this did breathe a sigh of relief to those who, like the writer (and those who follow me long knows), do not like the overly "falls" of the executive before the natural expiration of its term, even when a rule is the political party opposing them, and instead admire the political systems (alas preposterous to us) that, for the American example, firstly through the stability of the 'administration' even in the face of changes in majority in Parliament due to elections. Now, if in Italy it will be possible to widen a narrow majority, the better, meanwhile, the essential thing was not completely bury it in that moment, every opportunity to arrive safely at the fateful 2013.

While parliamentarians took place in the classrooms is not without twists debate on the trust of the above, in the streets of Rome to a few meters from the palaces of power, the events of unprecedented violence vandalism so-called "student" causing damage to property and injuries to persons of a severity which is not recorded since a very long time. But they were not regular students, the authors of the worst atrocities: as recently more course to exceed the challenges contro le innovazioni promosse dal ministro Gelmini, che non sto qui a giudicare per non avere approfondito a sufficienza l'argomento, ben difficilmente le ordinarie masse di studenti - in (piccola) parte politicamente consapevoli e in (gran) parte semplicemente profittanti dell'occasione per distrarsi con un po' di bagarre, lontani da banchi e libri - si sono lasciate andare ad eccessi di simili proporzioni.

I devastatori erano dei cosiddetti "black-block"; criminali allo stato purissimo usi ad approfittare di qualunque pretesto solitamente offerto loro da manifestazioni, magari relativamente pacifiche, organizzate da altri per accodarsi alle medesime e lanciarsi nelle loro bestiali imprese. Contro di loro la reazione delle forze dell'ordine should be proportionate to the intensity and above all, that they may be, the same should be forwarded to the feeling of being behind all the support and solidarity possible by the country and the judiciary, not the frustration of "hands tied" due to 'existence of superior judges objectively and always ready to give them the slightest suspicion of him having dealt with half the rabble of the decision that it deserves, and vice versa to ensure the most dangerous criminals with kid gloves treatment and release easier. And that, more than a pebble, a boulder just seemed to take away from my number 42.

About criminal incense and good rather offended by people of high status institutions and personalities who knows what self-styled champions of "oppressed", then, is the news these days even the refusal of President Lula of Brazil in Italy to extradite the terrorist Red pluriassassino Cesare Battisti (alas namesake one of the most crystalline heroes in the history of our country) that this is the face of facing justice for the victims and relatives of the Italian figures.

Lula belongs, with Venezuela's Chavez, a new generation of Latin American populist leaders, anti-globalization, pathetically clinging to archaic concept that all evil is America and the West rich and that all good is the side of the opponents of these, as questionable or dangerous, where such conduct, the approach to regimes like Iran and the protection accorded to Baptists, just because terrorists "red". Italy is responding with sufficient firmness to the challenge, the ambassador to Brazil has been invoked, events are taking place bipartisan on the issue a bit 'everywhere. We should intensify efforts to internationally isolate the perpetrators of such serious abuses.

I take off my shoes in fact yet another boulder by saying that nothing would be lost to the world by the disappearance from the political scene of such tools.

Finally re-emerged strongly the problem of persecuted Christians around the world: people who do not claim to legitimate freedom of undisturbed follow the practices dictated by their faith and is instead made literally blow up in his own churches, in countries where the murderous violence is more brutal, arbitrary and out of control, or is it more subtly and less noisily opposed to some last bastion of state atheism, such as China, which takes a picture of himself to give a number of internal and international availability to the opening, but does not give up violations both explicit human rights.

In all cases, it is necessary for those responsible, without encroaching on the behaviors that would distort the role, make their voices heard with maximum clarity and possible decision, by requiring more energy (though to Benedict XVI and most of his higher clergy should be given less an act of "shrinking violet" of some of their predecessors in the past ), by the authorities of the countries most directly concerned, the most appropriate practical measures to combat the phenomenon.

It can only be answered with references to universal brotherhood and even sacrosanct theological arguments to those who thinks only in terms of holy war, conducted with weapons, and therefore would trade it all for signs of weakness and implicit assurances of never meeting reactions to their effective actions sanguinarie.

Sarebbero ancora tanti i sassi e sassolini da levare dalle scarpe, affinchè si possa veramente camminare comodi per il nuovo anno che ci attende.

Per ragioni di spazio, e di pietà per il lettore, ci siamo limitati a quelli che proprio ci procuravano fastidio intollerabile, se non rimossi.

Anche se in ritardo, buon 2011 a tutti.

Tommaso Pellegrino

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Natale 2010 ;-) ...la Tradizione della vigilia... Insieme ;-)

A volte un'immagine racconta più di mille parole...

ok ok ...magari qualche immagine in più giusto per far capire il "deliro" della vigilia ;-)