I write only hours after the past four days to reflect and think hard about everything that happened Sunday, March 20th at my first marathon in Rome ...
certainly do not forget me 'never, for all that you left me, taken away and given to those 35 km (and 42.195). Unfortunately, the disappointment is very strong and quite bitter for not being able to complete it and are also certain that these feelings remain inside until I can finish another 42.195!!
He 's gone a little crooked on Sunday morning, but before the shot I had a great charge and the adrenaline was mille.Purtroppo inexperience did the rest and my head has given the coup de grace on the Piazza Navona where Then I wanted to start again ... I share my
ready for a lift in mood, but will not be easy.
However I have been in the faces of many people encountered along the way and that prompted me and many other runners in crisis ... I said to myself, from which you can do it from scraping the pavement with his teeth and with nails to the finish ... nothing, not even in complete darkness and the great encouragement made me take the spark ... damn, I could certainly do more, but as time goes on, the more the disappointment is strong and steady. .
I would do another Sunday, because I am convinced that I could carry it out and because the weight of a withdrawal even if normal wad to swallow.
I hope for you it went well and I hope one day to tell the feeling you have to pass the finish line of a marathon ... I offer my congratulations to David, you were great! and send a big hug to my friend Roberto (from which we'll make the next ... can not 'win .. you can subscribe to this but we win the next !!!!)....
