5:30 in the morning, today is an important day, I know what I'm going to do, but do not want to think ..
A good breakfast, a bit of royal jelly, and I'm out in the street .. the notes of Mad World by Gary Jules greet my first steps in the still night-time streets of Alghero, I run alone, immersed in the music I like this song .. a lot and there was no better way to begin an adventure .. .. so long never-ending wall break down again after months of 30 km, this is the goal: In April I happened by chance to run (the measurement of a wrong path!), but now so close to the marathon, which I have to overcome, I'm not yet been able to burn me .. and this is the first attempt went as you know, finished sitting on the curb waiting for me to come and collect, but not today .. I have a fierce determination that gets to me ..
The goal I've already fixed, the beautiful country roads that lead around the Sella & Mosca estate, famous for its wines.
For the first hour, until the semi-darkness hides me proceed as in a dream, I run meditating, poised between the not think about anything and positive thoughts (today Ele returns from summer jobs), no dark thoughts ..
Then begins to dawn and the first evil thought comes over me, my lucubrate moves on the race course with his backpack full of water 2kg/2.5kg is quite a burden to draw back, who knows how many seconds I could have saved a km! .. what the hell .. but no plot to seize the positive aspect of these negative thoughts .. backpack water is vital to me, I would bring my way otherwise all the water ! ..
Negative thinking, I fail to return more than 20 km try to paint the rose, thinking that a little later I met my father, an angel join me in mid-to Sella & Mosca and me topping up the backpack!
The secret, if you are unable to detach the mind from running (which would be ideal), the distance is to break into small mini goals, even though I realize it is difficult when the clarity is less and your body will says, "but you just do not see that I am tired, let me rest."
This time I did not have the worry of the time, running very slowly (6'18 "/ km) and finding my stride until late percorso.Non know, the pace has been mild, but in the last two kilometers are managed to speed up a little and realize that I had never exceeded 30 km with such brilliance so far!.
Quissù top of my 32278metri today, I look at the New York marathon as a challenge no longer impossible ..
Mathias
ps: humorous note in the margin. I ran with my shoes do not. My brother, whose foot is slightly bigger, has a pair of mizuno similar to mine, just that I fell asleep this morning I have confused .. why your feet into dancing!
pps: to tell the truth tell me that my brother's shoes I have also confused the other day!
