06:15 - Early wake up for coffee, to see if it clears, "shower" to see if I active-and dress-to see if I forget and give the show-... Already prepared, car and soon, in the road to get to park in a nearby car park, you never know ...
7:25 - I get to Felipe II, I am the first, and I knew that at some point would be the first ... I pick up the chip and put it on 3 or 4 times until it was satisfied with the position ...
08:00 - I start to stretch, little by little to no break. There are many people, and most seem to fit ... are not too many ruins, although while I, as we cover the quota.
08:30 - As I am proactive, I pee in mobile services, will not be then in the grip me ... I start to warm up in Goya street, what bliss. There are some wild warming faster than I can run, is like comparing the elegance of the gazelle with the passage of elephants ... yes, no doubt, I am the elephant ...
08:55 - all prepared in the starting line, I get the grip. Yes, I did it for 20 minutes, but I'm do ... Will it be nerves?
09:00 - Dan the output. If I get on tiptoes to see people running away, we kept quiet, of Charlet and without appearing to go to boot ... two minutes and started to move, walk toward the starting line.
09:04 - Step by line. Manolo, you quiet, you take the music, the heart rate monitor, GPS to measure speed, nothing can fail. You at your own pace, these going at full speed will not you ...
KM1, 6:00 minutes. First mile, right at the height of Velázquez. We went through the tunnel, and reach the Puerta de Alcalá. It is a pleasure to have these streets for me ... if it was not as I do neglect me up ... Coming to Cybele, lined by the side of Castellana and I'm like Camilo Sesto, "I not take it anymore "... I see many colleagues who have discovered the back side of the trees and there I go, I know, is uncivil, and a slut, but let me up would be worse, right?
KM 2, 13:00 minutes. A minute lost on my planned pace. I think I can get, but above I can not trust the GPS, which is offset to the measurement of the organization ... Well, little by little, now that uphill is not going to wear, total, this cost is to Concha Espina ...
Step by Columbus and I realize that Concha Espina ... but ... if that is nowhere, is the Bernabeu, My God , how there? Well, quiet, before that is the equipment of KM 5 ...
KM 5, 32:30 minutes, Provisioning, where he arrived ... more or less well ... y. .. "Gatorade? Water? But ... where are the oxygen bottles? this is no way ... another quick minute spent waiting for the Gatorade and continue the march, which took 2 ½ minutes accumulated delay.
We arrived at Santiago Bernabeu
, if I had breath shout "Forza Atleti, but the little I have left is going to blow when I see the slope of Concha Espina, mother, why I have to go there? Little by little, always at my pace, I realize that I overtook quite people, and encouraged me. Encouraged me so much that when I get to Serrano almost gives me the yu-yu, luckily when we get to Prince of Vergara and is downhill, and if needed let me go rolling ...
KM 7, 43:30 , but I have regained some spare minute and a half to fulfill my dream of 1 hour, now that I've recovered my breath I have to press a hair ... At Maria de Molina, another small ledge to force me to stay calm and take the area of \u200b\u200bthe Communards, Maldonado, Juan Bravo, Padilla ...
KM 8, 48:00 Nailed! took an average of 6 minutes per kilometer, I'm right at the limit of 1 hour for 10 miles, I'm in full "trot mess "... that does not falter, oh, this is down, dammit!, in that you are attending a doctor ... if they let anyone join ...
KM 9, 53:00 5 minutes the last mile! I have 7 to the last, and Goya is down there ... this is done, no, wait, this is Principe de Vergara, the goal is Philip II, then ... what bastards! and said that the last 3 miles were downhill ... I get to be dogs ... Goya and I find another uphill, often steep slope, this car costs much less ... at least I hope I find that when I returned the lung that I'm over here ... At the junction of Goya, Alcalá, Conde de Peñalver and Narvaez and yes!, There is the goal, clenched teeth, the better the open again, I'm out of breath, and reached the goal.
KM 19, 58:14 Yes! I HAVE BROKEN THE BARRIER! I have fulfilled my goal to lose time, I can say that I do trot mess, I do a rate "5-plus, who cares that the peak is so high?? Behind me I hear over the PA that has come Igartiburu Anne ... I mean, at least in this, I'm better than her! And parándome to pee, eh?
I call home. Gonzalo I wonder how I've been
- "Son, I have been FINAL"
- "Dad, do you end?"
- "Yes, son, I have come to the end"
I hope someday you understand ...
Well, the end result. Total
runners, about 10,000 runners
Total arrivals, 7,114
My position: 5295 (based on real time)
Veterans In my category (over 35 years): 3,058 of 3,870
Fun fact. The last veteran was 1:23:00, so it took him almost the same distance as the winner (31:30) to me (58:14) ... well, more or less, right?
And also if the category were "almost forties, recent ex-smokers, operated 3 times of the knee and 110 kilos in tow, I would have won.
will have to reduce weight and tune, surely we can lose 55 minutes ... No Limits
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