Viral Infection In His Eyes

Granfondo dei Monti Cimini

The feelings I had Vernaccia Sunday to face a week of training with very high morale, Tuesday I had a workout with quality Monteflavio sfr various and repeated on Wednesday out of the group (with an amateur and a very strong lover who gave me an alarm clock that hardly forget), inspection on Thursday instead of the race route, made a very mild pace, but cmq have been riding more than 4 hours. Friday rest Saturday usual Sgambati (90minutes) and Sunday Pregara Gara ...
The vision of the route made me understand ke the race was very fast, but the good feelings this week made me hopeful.
Sunday morning wake-up hours 5e45, breakfast cup of milk, 100g of cereal, 2 slices toast with jam, 4 rice cakes with 1etto of ham and a bottle of grape juice and maltodextrin.
At 7 I was already at the start, do a nice line kilometers to collect numbers and chips, and discovered to have been placed on the grid VIP, good starting quieter and saves energy. Due to malfunction organize the departure to slide 10, this is a bit 'up the tension at the start but everything passes. First
km-controlled pace, and then after the division of paths, the real race, it all goes together with the 45 km-h on the first climb up to the attack, Castel Sant 'Elia 2.5km at 6% on average, here comes a brought her strong early, the group breaks and splits into two sections, I with my heart to rest in the second section 190 bpm, but I want hard and when we return on the first paved road.
get a little 'km of flat, then we approach the 10km climb of the day the prince but not very regular with nice gradients and the fact that it makes the compact group k the slope at breakneck speed connections, I know che cosa ci aspettava decido saggiamente di non dannarmi l'anima e mi metto a salire al mio passo, un buon passo con il cuore a soglia. Mano a mano ke la salita continua riprendo un po' di corridori, fino a quando a 1km dallo scollino riprendo con mia grande soddisfazione un gruppo di 20 persone. In discesa recupero un po' di energie e mangio, dopo alcuni km arriviamo ad una brutta discesa, molto tecnica e con un asfalto rovinatissimo, se ne vanno in 10, ma appena la strada ritorna in piano mi metto in testa e riporto il gruppo su quelli ke erano andati via. Si prosegue per molti km di saliscendi, fino all'attacco della salita di Vasanello (4km al 6%medio), li per evitare scatti mi metto in testa e faccio il ritmo, con mia grande sopresa la salita scorre via veloce e nessuno prova ad uscire. Qui decido per un po' di tirare i remi in barca e mi metto nella pancia del gruppo con cui stavo, sono stato troppo generoso fino a questo punto, è ora ke mi riposi un po'. Ai meno 5km dal traguardo comincia uno strappo di 1.5km, con ancora molte forze, tento il demarrage e scatto, in gruppo tutti fermi tranne un atleta Timebike ke mi si mette a ruota, a pochi metri dallo scollino gli chiedo un cambio ma mi fa capire di essere al gancio, a quel punto avendo davanti a me 3km di pianura e l'ultimo km in salita, decido di rialzarmi e aspettare il gruppo, recupero un attimo e in quell'istante partono in due, perdo l'attimo e non ce la faccio a prendergli la ruota. All'ultimo km fatico un pochino non riuscendo nell'impresa di metterli tutti dietro, alla fine perdo una volata ristretta con 7 unità.
Alla fine 27esimo assoluto ovvero migliore prestazione di sempre; è vero ke il livello era di molto inferiore rispetto alle gf Toscane, ma non posso non essere soddisfatto, se proprio voglio trovare il pelo nell'uovo, se non mi bruciavo con lo scatto ai meno 5 potevo forse giocarmi meglio le carte all'arrivo e provare anke ad entrare nei 20...
cmq questa gara mi da morale e mi fa ben sperare per il mese giugno, fulcro della stagione, in cui ci sono le gare più importanti per me...

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Granfondo della Vernaccia

Ho affrontato la settimana prima della Vernaccia un po' scoraggiato, la crisi e le cattive sensazioni avute nella Bartali mi avevano data una buona dose of pessimism.
course, but I've totally thrown off, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I did some good training quality and quantity, in which I gave more importance to its work force, that force the ke Bartali did not allow me to push the relations I wanted to and that helped me to plant in the case.
I arrived Thursday night with his legs well flooded with lactic acid, but confident in the recovery on Sunday.
We come now to the gf.
race valid for the Grand Duchy, and the circuit regions, which did get subscriptions to about 2000 people. I
thanks to the smooth hooks Michele managed to celebrities from the grid, but despite this, after the first 5 km (due to qualke smart and stretch qualke way) I found myself behind a host of people attacked on the first climb after 15 km I make a good recovery and I carried on the first 100, the second step free climb like a script but I cut to a bad descent, there were 4 consecutive turns that made me lose contact.
Once the group lost a moment I get up and expect to be sucked into the group behind, I begin the climb with their hard monsanto but where I can go up very very well having the great feeling, although there were gradients in double figures go up agile player with the 34x23. With this compact group continue until the fork in the path, reached the Division ci accorgiamo che abbiamo il gruppo davanti di poche centinaia di metri, purtroppo però davanti sono di più e con maggior voglia di tirare per cui volano via inesorabilmente. Arrivati ai meno 40 km comincia una parte tostissima della corsa, non c' più un metro di pianura, nella salita pedalabile di Sassi Bianchi sto bene a ruota e cerco di spendere il meno possibile, quando per fortuna arrivano salite un po' meno regolari mi metto davanti e comincio a tirare un po'. Nessuno scatto ma ogni tanto metto dentro qualke progressione, giunti alla penultima salita (quella del Carcere) decido che il gruppetto in cui sono mi sta stretto e provo un'azione, mi metto in testa e comincio a fare una bella progressione, con me rimane solo un corridore, scolliniamo down and starts to pull him behind all but one boy jumped ke reaches us down, last ke rough ends on the last km I feel the shot, I can take a hundred meters to the finish line and arriving alone, lonely with 81 people before, but always alone, in the last meters I had a tremendous adrenaline rush that I do not feel has made the effort. At the end
82nd overall and 11th grade, a distance of 157 km and over 2000 m in altitude.
It 's the race where I placed worse, but it is the race where I had more fun and is the race where I think my real season starts.

quality workout Tuesday this week (with hints of force), Output group Wednesday (I promise the show), and Thursday reconnaissance gf on Sunday.

See you Sunday for the gf Flaminia Civita Castellana Day Monti Cimini.

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Weekend 1-3 maggio...

Archived Sardinia, to May 1 of this bridge program I had put in two races, one circuit with uphill finish and Gino Bartali gf here's the guide:

1) race circuit: after I did two hours traffic engineer in the May 1, arrival at the start of the race, there are squads that conscious of coming from a week of discharge and conscious of having done a bit of leg in Sardinia are convinced he can do a very good result, the last km uphill allow me anke to avoid the sprint group in which delivery beaten from the start. Ready
and away, leaving the country between two rows of the crowd and begins a stretch at a controlled rate down, you are 500m and to my ear there comes a loud hissing, not at first understand what it is, I look around and I try to understand where it comes from, not finding anything my eye rests on the front wheel is on the floor, just in time to make a move and I begin to try to stand, I can stop at the limit but my race that was it, after a myriad of curses I reboot the machine and sadly I'm going home pissed off like a hyena ...

2) Gf Gino Bartali: childbirth in the third grid, so I have to start in front of more than 400 cyclists, the first 10 km to pursue with all my heart in my throat, after a myriad of cyclists and close the holes that do not make those ke create, manage to be appended to the first big group I but you can pay a very dear ke effort.
As usual bad luck but it always puts the ball in half, in a narrow 15 km after I lose the chip, which starts from the front wheel due to the derailment of a collision with another runner.
advance of it I can finally take the climb in the first positions of the 30-40 group, I have time to say goodbye qualke friend and then when they reach the slopes hard start to pull me, the first few kilometers of the slopes digest them very hard, after the middle of the climb over the pass and began to engage with a good group. , But the descent after the ambulance, the doctor and the judge breaking the bales, these genes have the brilliant idea to make a lid and do not accept the invitation of some riders to approach those of my group decided to think over these media svalicando the opposite lane where it could at any moment to get other cars, I do not feel them, and then I lose. At the end of the descent were shared by a large group with which you are about 30 km to the attack consumes, the slope runs smooth except qualke small part of the crisis (more psychological than physical), and Anke down the stretch of ruined it deals with carefully , but arrived al termine della discesa, quando ormai mancano 20 km mi prende una piccola crisi di fame ke mi fa patire i primi 3 km dell'ultima salita, per fortuna però il gel ingerito qualke minuto prima entra in circolo e negli ultimi km riprendo qualcuno, in discesa però arrivano (come valentino rossi in motogp) i fast and furious ke si lanciano (a mio parere) follemente al mio insgeuimento, con molta fatica li tengo e non mi faccio staccare, arriviamo in un gruppo di 15 all'arrivo. Essendo sprovvisto di chip non faccio la volata e in classifica vengo collocato come ultimo del gruppetto (62esimo), il primo del mio gruppo è arrivato 49esimo.
Qualke osservazione: come al solito ho patito la prima salita e le pendenze dure, ciò mi fa sorgere qualke doubt about how he treated some aspects of training, the legs turn agile, but I do not have the strength to put ...
In my time no descent continues, the fall in Sardinia blocked me again, we hope to recover a minimum ...