My friend Chris noticed one thing when he saw that girl’s Tinder profile. It wasn’t in her wide smileneither on the Greek goddess headband nor on the silver bracelet that appears in that photo someone took of her going to a party. No. Chris noticed the clock.j. “Only a person who does sports regularly wears this type of watch”, specified. And he, who loves to run and has ten marathons and countless races behind him, opened the conversation with him by asking the time. They met for a date after a curious exchange of messages. Reyes had run the New York marathon and enjoyed running in the city.. The rest is history. They will celebrate their fifth anniversary together next month. Which sport united, no one should separate.
Running is a mystery to me, who only runs when I see the subway slipping away. Chris says it makes him feel free. It’s an empowering feeling. Feel like you can go wherever you want. You are the only owner. The pain of effort is temporary, but pride lasts forever.
A few weeks ago, I was cheering for my friend Leyre during the race in the New York City marathon. He’s adamant that I sign up for one of the running clubs owned by Big Apple, but I tell him I have enough money on it. Match marathons Lucentum has these days. The first was the suffocating game in Coruña on Friday, and despite the rush in the third quarter, we were beaten. Then came an appointment with Melilla at her home in the middle of the week; A game that is hard to enter but easily won. And this Saturday Journey to Valladolid, a track historically given to us… regularly.
Many kilometers on the field, so many minutes, so much pressure, so little rest. I ask Chris how he managed to run marathons and ultramarathons up to 50 miles. And he tells me it takes months to prepare to run, but the secret during the race is to take one step at a time. Not thinking about the ultimate goal, going miles, marking small milestones. The same thing that can be applied to our HLA Alicante in this match marathon whose goal is still far away.. The only guarantee of reaching him alive is to go from room to room without looking any further. The road is difficult. Reyes says he has an accumulation of physical and emotional sensations in the marathon that he cannot describe. Ups and downs, comings and goings, pain here and discomfort there, pulls, ramps, cramps, nausea, thirst, euphoria, and falling from one kilometer to the next. It is never a linear path. Nobody said it was easy. And I imagine that’s the feeling Chapela or Steinarsson had when they were in charge of the team. When Gatell or McDonnell’s legs hurt but you have to keep playing. When Matulionis or Blaylock can’t find a hole to shoot after several minutes at full capacity. When Arcos had the flu all week and had to keep running and jumping to not give up in the middle of the game because you have to win no matter what.
Chris says that after the 22nd mile (the 26’2 run that makes up the marathon), the brain does not work, does not process, does not react. He can hardly speak. Your body is heavy and aching, and the only instruction your brain can still give is to keep running. The only thing keeping him going is the encouragement of the audience, the songs, the posters that motivate him to keep going, while continuing to put one foot in front of the other to get to the next mile. I wonder how anyone in their right mind would want to subject their body to so much pressure, so much physical pain, so much fatigue. I think the answer Parrado, Borovnjak, Carrillo or Monclova would give me is the same about the sacrifices that come with playing in LEB Oro, the physical pain of training, the matches and injuries and the enormous emotional investment of travel, wins and losses. to compete at the highest level. Pain is temporary. But pride… pride is eternal.
My friend Chris noticed one thing when he saw that girl’s Tinder profile. It wasn’t in her wide smileneither on the Greek goddess headband nor on the silver bracelet that appears in that photo someone took of her going to a party. No. Chris noticed the clock.j. “Only a person who does sports regularly wears this type of watch”, specified. And he, who loves to run and has ten marathons and countless races behind him, opened the conversation with him by asking the time. They met for a date after a curious exchange of messages. Reyes had run the New York marathon and enjoyed running in the city.. The rest is history. They will celebrate their fifth anniversary together next month. Which sport united, no one should separate.
Running is a mystery to me, who only runs when I see the subway slipping away. Chris says it makes him feel free. It’s an empowering feeling. Feel like you can go wherever you want. You are the only owner. The pain of effort is temporary, but pride lasts forever.
A few weeks ago, I was cheering for my friend Leyre during the race in the New York City marathon. He’s adamant that I sign up for one of the running clubs owned by Big Apple, but I tell him I have enough money on it. Match marathons Lucentum has these days. The first was the suffocating game in Coruña on Friday, and despite the rush in the third quarter, we were beaten. Then came an appointment with Melilla at her home in the middle of the week; A game that is hard to enter but easily won. And this Saturday Journey to Valladolid, a track historically given to us… regularly.
Many kilometers on the field, so many minutes, so much pressure, so little rest. I ask Chris how he managed to run marathons and ultramarathons up to 50 miles. And he tells me it takes months to prepare to run, but the secret during the race is to take one step at a time. Not thinking about the ultimate goal, going miles, marking small milestones. The same thing that can be applied to our HLA Alicante in this match marathon whose goal is still far away.. The only guarantee of reaching him alive is to go from room to room without looking any further. The road is difficult. Reyes says he has an accumulation of physical and emotional sensations in the marathon that he cannot describe. Ups and downs, comings and goings, pain here and discomfort there, pulls, ramps, cramps, nausea, thirst, euphoria, and falling from one kilometer to the next. It is never a linear path. Nobody said it was easy. And I imagine that’s the feeling Chapela or Steinarsson had when they were in charge of the team. When Gatell or McDonnell’s legs hurt but you have to keep playing. When Matulionis or Blaylock can’t find a hole to shoot after several minutes at full capacity. When Arcos had the flu all week and had to keep running and jumping to not give up in the middle of the game because you have to win no matter what.
Chris says that after the 22nd mile (the 26’2 run that makes up the marathon), the brain does not work, does not process, does not react. He can hardly speak. Your body is heavy and aching, and the only instruction your brain can still give is to keep running. The only thing keeping him going is the encouragement of the audience, the songs, the posters that motivate him to keep going, while continuing to put one foot in front of the other to get to the next mile. I wonder how anyone in their right mind would want to subject their body to so much pressure, so much physical pain, so much fatigue. I think the answer Parrado, Borovnjak, Carrillo or Monclova would give me is the same about the sacrifices that come with playing in LEB Oro, the physical pain of training, the matches and injuries and the enormous emotional investment of travel, wins and losses. to compete at the highest level. Pain is temporary. But pride… pride is eternal.