The intensive month of May, which saw me participate in many competitive races had its epilogue last weekend with the long-awaited trip to Val Pusteria to participate in the Cortina-Dobbiaco run, 30km race on the track ciclopedonabile (mostly background beat) joining the two towns. After a Saturday afternoon, characterized by excessive supplementation Pregara (the rest of the weekend was the first opportunity for a vacation), along with fellow travelers in the morning at 8.30 am near the cages are already starting to be ready to actually My little subversive act that is nell'intrufolarmi in the first cage (that used to runners with bib 100 to 300, to be clear) in order to avoid the crush, bottling and the resulting loss of time caused by the departure from the back, in fact having the bib No. 2271 would have had to start from far behind jeopardizing my goal starting the day: take the 30km in less than 2 hours.
won the title of "abuse of the cage, after exhausting the usual waiting under a sky that threatens the flood but is limited (for now) a few harmless drops at 9.30 am the starter by the way, and so in the company of other runners 3500 I start my race. My goal is shared by his "Luciano Forte", and decide to join the race to set a pace of about 4'20 "km for the first stint, with a slight steady climb, which Cortina reaches the highest point of the race in places Top Banks (share 1536metri, 411D + compared to Cortina) near the 14 km mark, then a change of pace in the second half of the race slightly downhill. After the first floor of almost 2 km course abandon the center of Cortina, Italy to take the ciclopedonabile and here the problems begin: stomach ache, stomach cramps, need to "download". The first thought is to eat pasta the night before, the second goes to the ice cream with fruit salad, the third goes to the risotto with lemon and octopus (!!). These digestive problems forced me to slow down (even for "empty bag") leading me to the first 8km race at an average of just under 4'30 "/ km, while Luciano takes edge in front of me getting smaller. Only after the 9 km mark I can reset a good pace (although the noise will come back alive to be intermittently throughout the race) and despite the slight rise, energized by the "Cease danger," increase the pace in order to recover the lost time. Cimabanche on top of the hill with an average of 4'23 "/ km from here and my race!
Gear shift and increase the pace, the legs turn right, and the 15 km mark in a regular pace, then run next to 3'30 "/ km thanks to which I can recover many positions. At the 19 km mark, and follows the shore of Landro riagguanto Luciano's friend and from there began a tug of war in which we pulled each other continues to increase the pace and take up position after position. The minutes pass by quickly, and so the miles, in a moment we find ourselves at the gates of Dobbiaco, the namesake lake on our left as the clouds above us are no longer able to stay there and unleash against a heavy rain that accompanies us in 2 km to the latest fast reaching the finishing line in front of the typical Grand Hotel in the heart of Dobbiaco. 2h1'11 "my final time. The bitterness over the lack of objective takes a few moments, just long enough to catch his breath and to receive deserved the medal, and leaves room for satisfaction for a race run and managed very well despite the difficult early miles, reaching the finish line in constant progression tried but not destroyed. The detection of intermediate steps from TDS confirms the progression of my race: the 9th is 130 km to 107 km and 18 ° at the finish line 83 th overall and 12th grade, a result that gratifies me greatly. Objective 2 hours delayed until next year, avoiding binges the night before. The Podium: Boudalia Said (1:37 '51 "), En Guady Khalid (1:41 '42"), Achmueller Hermann (1:41 '48 ").
