The pacer must perform a task: to serve others and not himself!
Yesterday I ran the marathon in Verona, where for the first time I did the pacer 3 o'clock. There were three to perform the task: a pacer had already done three times, the other was the first experience as me. While waiting for the departure of as many as three runners came to me asking how much of (the question I was very puzzled) I said I had to get to 3 o'clock, so if math is not an opinion I ran a 4.15/16. One of them replied "no it usually leaves a lot faster," I replied: "Honestly I do not care what pace to start, if you want to run 2:59 in high-was with me. "When does the race one of my two traveling companions (who had already done that three times ...), pacer brisk start immediately. Arrival at 1 km in 4:16, my two companions adventure had already 10 seconds ahead of me. In short, within 5 km had 100/120 meter lead on me, just to make it clear to the things I have passed 5 km in 21:16. before there was formed a group of 15 people to I guess I had with me 15-20. At the 10th step 42.28. Meanwhile, I gave advice to the group when there was some favorable piece with slight descents explained to them how to save the leg . I have seen that within a 2km long I shortened the distance to the balloons of 3h: I said: "But these have slowed down." In fact, the 14 km to reach them, because we were just a few yards away listen, listen, their balloons are woven together ... no comment ... Two runners have them to him sgarbugliati (:-))))
In the meantime I thought (because of their slow) that someone in their group had complained about seeing the transition to the 10 km mark. I stayed behind for a mile but since I ran regularly before I started. No time 500 meters than the usual "expert" risupera putting me in front of him. At that point I let him do well because it was already too far. Towards the 18th I stepping stone to the group. At the 20 km mark I see the 'expert' that pull down the string of the balloon and it does burst, I said to myself, "but this is crazy or fuck ...". Meanwhile, the other one was stuck to say that I believe the victim of the situation (let's put it this way). At the 25 km mark I start to pull out and frankly I shot his balls, you know why? Because there was a group of 15 athletes who were taking them to the slaughter.
I state that until recently I have always encouraged and given advice to all my friends and adventure are only designed to run ... In short, the 26 km mark on, I found myself alone. At 28 km reach for a guy who asks me if they are in the table. I asked him how many dots and he replied that he would 3h staff. I told him of attacking me and not give up. At 29 km I feel that comes with a good pace I look at him and says: "Do you deliver?". The first thing I say, "Hello Ciro, yes, it was Ciro Di Palma, the little great man. What better match for the first time with him and know him in the race. His adventures had already read all the stories you read some legs hurt just to sit. Clearly then I explained that before there were exaggerating. I ran for 5 km along with Cyrus, he slowed down to keep me company: we were silent for a moment, continued to speak (that great character). Meanwhile, the 33 km mark we were with the front wall of the half marathon. To 34 km reach one that was to be my companion for adventure and wonder what had happened but the other (the 'expert ")??? ... He said they told him that they went too fast but he had not heard. As he spoke I have had a check up (but this seems a bit 'cooked). I told him to go to Cyrus because I respect my job, and a farewell party in slalom is like a squirrel. Meanwhile, the boy I had taken at its word (:-))). Arriving at the 38th km I am faced Alessandro Chiarini ran the marathon for the first time and told me that he would like to be on 3 hours or less. In the first 20 km we had spoken together: very polite and kind boy. I asked him how he was and told me that he no longer. I told him: "You have done well so far there are only 4 km, send" fuck off "the brain, the legs are gone, you have to pull with your feet, you come my way I am." To 4 km I mitered telling those in front to stay on the right and leave us a glimmer of hope. At the 41 km mark and surpassing them one calls me, I turn and was one of the survivors: Antonio Maraffa (M50), I told him: "Come on we are going to react vecio take these fucking 42 km. I finally got in 2h59.53. Claudio Gallana: Alessandro Chiarini came together in 3 hours and 04 seconds, but with one RealTime took home 2h59.57. In the piece inside the arena it was impossible to overcome. I have made room by moving with the left arm a big big man ... Alexander would certainly also nibbled a few seconds less if it were not for the traffic. Maraffa Antonio arrived in 3 hours and 16 seconds, improved by 2 minutes. All three have embraced me. Congratulations to them were cock until the end.
In 3 hours and 51 seconds came one of my traveling companions (the victim), tired, very tired ....
The 'expert' of the situation has ended its effort in 2h58.06.
rubbish I did not want my "colleagues" but the one that broke the drop was the fact that this person wrote an article about podisti.net, also speaking of his race, where in his opinion has done a good job ... Meanwhile, the day before
Insane (man falcon) (:-)))) was able to see me from afar. He came to greet us. Wonderful after race where I finally met Tosto (20 years shows (:-))) along with a large group of lightning strikes with the President Bress, runners and found (:-))) Captain Rigo, who made a Garone! !
Great beautiful photo in the race with the Super-Ciro!
Here Uncle Rigo distributed the goods received by category prize (:-))) ...
