"Dear Lucio, only time is ours...." (Seneca)
Well someone is taking something of mine that I have no time to update the blog. Fast
I go: I have followed
out on Wednesdays and Sundays I could.
I continued to enjoy the mountain.
I continue to complain on Wednesday the rate of asphalt.
I continued as usual. . .
To highlight the Cursa de Vilamoura, which is not involved but I accompanied my daughter, Emma in Dimoni LITTLE GIRL first race, a 1000 mts. 4 as being pre-benjamin category. (without training, as the father who bore her, well that did the mother, BUT WAS THERE.)
sensations I have had many in the mountain races I do, but as alquel day ...... Kilometro
was the glory, pride and satisfaction of a father, bullshit father that one day if you are a parent. .. . .. balls will eat (now I understand)
Asta other you have time ...
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