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Tetra Since the end I can hardly sleep. I can not sleep. I think in the race. I think many people are involved in this. I think in terms of support and love have given me. How I have helped. And at times I feel has been too much, and I do not know how I will repay all of this. In recent times what began as a game among friends took an unexpected significance. And I'm glad when I see a lot of people excited with Tetra, and wants to run it. And I know that the head of many people is going on at this time, the phrase "I want to run the Tetra." And the best part is that they know they can. What does it take? Nothing. Simply make the decision and have the determination to succeed. And things happened. Life, with its mysterious ways, does the rest, if our behavior and will is impeccable. And one finds happiness in doing what needs to be done, and done well.

First of all I want to thank everyone who has worked in this race. That was great. For all who ran the tetra know we were, mostly, well maintained. And despite the adverse weather and complications pulled out a solid career. Of course, I have no words to thank Inés Gabriela Hainard Azcarate and not just because I was awarded a scholarship that allowed me to participate, but because they were involved in this adventure, challenge, and gave me a space in the magazine and me named in the awards. Unfortunately I could not attend. Can not everything in life. That day my whole family was awakened at six o'clock, went down without our car, the girls were running around all day, in the cold, waiting. Among we look for the boats, bicycles and other things became almost nine o'clock at night. And Fer, I came for the morning, gave us, right then, bring us back to the house. We all wanted to go to the party. It was the end dreams. My dad had bought two tickets and everything, so we were all. But it was too late, the girls were tired and running time, the best option was home. Gaby, Inez, I ask you a thousand apologies for not attending. I very much have liked to hug and thank them all personally. You know how much I appreciate what they have done for me and the other 449 runners. From all of us: THANK YOU. Top

now a tour of the characters in this story, whom I give my gratitude. The order is random, and none is more important than another, they are all friends, loved ones, playmates. Sure, there's a character who played a key role with which many are angry, and that made us laugh big: the Arch.

THE ARCHI
As we all know, Eduardo mocking laughter when I said I wanted to run the Tetra was the trigger for all that has happened. I know that at that moment he really believed that I could not run it. The bet was made and accepted his role. And he played to perfection. What we have fun with their snide comments. And how he managed to keep my motivation intact. From the outset it is the first thing I always wanted to come. Thanks Archi, for joining in this process. Because you're of those people who I know will be there if I or my family needs something. And that feeling is mutual. And for those who were angry with him when he kidnapped me boots, clarified that the two days, and seeing the snow that had been secretly returned to me. My dad used them the day of Tetra and saved his life. He was also Dani, his right hand, which held me up with no. 120 which had been forgotten at my coach. Of course, all this does not relieve you from paying the roast. Already clarified that he will be happy. And knowing him, will be a barbecue in full swing, the most delicious of our lives. Blessed with time scored in the feast!

MY COACH
Many times I have spoken of Gonzalo. A great guy. A friend. Thanks to him I ran the tetra. Because I was first introduced, and because I trained later. He was always outstanding. I gave thousands of indications. Put everything at my disposal. He lent me his Kayak, taught me to row, I revealed the secrets of mountain bike, I put together training plans and opened the doors of his house, his friends and family athletes. Without words ... a boss, my coach. And I say this with the greatest pride.

EL TANO PIO
When I met Tano in this last Christmas. Share it with all the "banda de la Abuela Ana." And there he was. Then got excited about the bet. And volunteered to be the impartial judge in this case. And he played his role to perfection. Especially as it has to do with fairness. It was part of my training. We went many times together. And it always bothered me. He gave me directions on the bike, rowing, skiing and running. With his experience and knowledge guided me in endless ways. He gave me a pair of eyeglasses, I provided the ski boot when he saw that I had left huge Russian. In the hours before the race helped me greatly. I borrowed a vest, bought a little hose to take water from the lake and prepared a draft for fouls that put the caramagnola that gave us the organization. What else to say, an excellent person who appreciate the soul. Tano Thanks! Most impressive, though he did not because it gave hypoglycemia, that day was quite happy with my arrival. Surely he knew that it was also his.

TMG / Mr. T
Undoubtedly one of the most beloved characters. Strict, disciplined, relentless. Lover stopwatch and a job well done. Experienced runner. Quickly became excited with the blog and his comments were always accurate, precise, professional. It helped me a lot, mostly by example. Reader and critical commentator, his contributions were defining. Without hesitation I gave the spray skirt and paddle the kayak. And I missed it. From the first moment I took off all concern. He taught me to keep going, not to mourn, to be always positive, always train, despite everything. Within hours of the race was complicit in a masterstroke: I borrowed the bike. And Thomas, a bike is almost a living being, a loved family member. Hence the remarkable gesture. A companion, a good man, a friend. Thanks Thomas.

LA BANDA DE LA ABUELA
ANA Ana, Julian Guady and Marcela. I have also talked a lot about them. Without a doubt were the first to own this blog. How we have fun! Readers and actors, followed step by step my training. They were always there, encouraging, assisting, accompanying. With Guady outlets did run, and memorable cycling: Laguna Verde, Quila-quina, myrtle timed. It's a great athlete, but has not yet decided to run the tetra. When it does, I bet it without thinking twice. Ana, say, a wonderful person who supported me with joy as one more of their children. And Julian, because he is already on the list of running in 2011. Quickly noted, do not know if they thought I did not come. The race day was firm as ever, attended at all times and encouraging loose cry every time we passed. We Julian! I already told you that if necessary, run a team. Count on me. And Marco, who also share the Christmas dinner, blog commentator and the only points on that day, I said that if he could run the following was tetra launch into Mayor of San Martin de los Andes. The funny thing: I know that I would vote Marcela.

GUAD
my coach's wife and a great friend. Tetra Corridor. Training partner. A great example. He joined the challenge to accompany Gonza, a true act of love. Already been recorded for 2011. A sports cream. He was always there, not only encouraging but showing the pace to continue in training. I reacted when I realized I could not reach her on the bike. He lent me his gloves bicycle to run the race. And for both this was Nuesto first Tetra! Grande Guada, congratulations!

ALI
Archi's wife and a great friend. Had to put a gag order not to encourage and spoil the image of the archenemy. But always read and enjoyed the blog. Aware of the suffering produced by the practice of any sport, certainly was one of the most understood my difficulties as I begin my training. I lent the bike short trousers and goggles in order to run the race. Big Ali! I'll talk to Sole for you to start training for Tetra. If I ran ...

POWELL THE DICKY
was who showed me the way to reach the lagoon Rosales. Great athlete expeditionary and gave me unconditional support and encouragement. Not yet fully released to the workout, but I hope we can share several races. I gave the boot of his car so he could carry the kayak to the lake. And he was always taking pictures arrivals Grande Dicky! With Guille were blog readers and commentators, and Julian, his son, is in the annotated list of running the Tetra 2011. Dicky going to have to train with him!

INÉS
Ines and I know the full name of the organization. But also starred in this blog. Because I do not know how, I started reading on the fourth day, when they knew him only a few. And was excited from the start, giving me encouragement and accompaniment. Was instrumental in me by the scholarship. I prepared a few surprises. Day the race I was happy to see the park closed. And when he finished skiing. One can see how much you love this race, how much he cares for each of the runners and how professional does his job. Agnes: How lucky to have you have the Tetra. Thanks for everything.

boots of lead Lead
Booty gave us remarkable passages. Very popular with readers, his comments had fun and we rejoiced. He learned to play this game from the start. He always preferred to remain anonymous, and despite my suspicions, I can not say yet who it is. Be unveiled, probably, the day of the feast. I assume you will attend.
PEE

coach my coach. A rough. Prepared gym workout routine with my coach and was always ready to lend a hand. His career, Winter Marathon, which ran completely sonbre snow was the best preparation for this part of the Tetra pedestrian. Thanks Pippi, you're a grosso.

papichulo
A great bike mechanic and a friend. I fixed the bike as long as was needed. Gave me the time. I gave the pump, a camera and so much more. Other than that next year is at Tetra. Thanks Gaby, a teacher!

USAIN Usain
, more acidic pen between the commentators. He knew how to fool the Archi. It was smart, sharp and able to hide his true identity. I had the honor of greeting him at the base of the hill on race day. I know the day of the feast, when they embrace in an act of reconciliation in our beloved Archi.

Broitman tetratleta
Amigo. Accompanied me on my first trip to Quila-quina. After that fate would not to share even one more training. But he was always outstanding, always encouraged me, advised me always. And I gave my first charm in this story. Thanks, Esteban! And take care, you'll catch up someday ...

ADRY
involved from the beginning with great enthusiasm and joy, the exasperating Archi. Enjoy the blog and is a great friend. From Venezuela, Adriana Fornero accompanied me in my writing. Much like me to come to the feast so that they could know. A fellow law. For you and your family, Adry, my greetings and thanks.

QUINTUS
My brother. He quickly joined the ranks of Archi, with virtually their only ally. His scathing comments and love were very important in my training. Was a regular reader of those who truly cared for my physical. After all it is impossible to get rid of the older brother role. The race day was continuously connected with my father to see if still alive. Welcomed my arrival. Testa Thanks for being there all this time!

THE YETI
My brother the Olympic. Undoubtedly one of the most surprised to learn that he was going to run the tetra. When I left to run while he was at home in Esquel simply could not believe. It was also the first to join the training. All this madness awakened in him the spirit of sport. And it came to running the marathon with me Winter. He was one of the most beautiful moments of training, no doubt. It was the first to tell me when I beat him, that he could run the Tetra. For its part and ran other race, and I regretted very much that did not come to take the Tetrathlon Chapelco. We could have enjoyed it. In two weeks participating in the Tetrathlon of Esquel. I would love to go to take that Tetra, but it gives me something to beat ...

LUIGI
My brother. Actively participated in the blog. As a reader, commentator and broadcaster. Was 100% committed to the cause. He came to encourage and does the logistical support in the Winter Marathon and their work was essential. Count on your support for this race but the snowstorm prevented him from coming. I regretted it as much as him. Grande Luigi! Thanks for everything. ROBERTO

GOD
reader, commentator and colleague in this run the Tetra for the first time. This made the last few months we lived very similar things. He, like anyone understand everything that was living. And we share the North Face Winter Marathon and Chapelco Tetrathlon. And both arrived! Robert Grande, I was honored to travel this same road with you!

THE FLY
A master. Friend of my cousin the Black, we are at a barbecue on the banks of a lake. And entusasmó immediately with the challenge. Spontaneity offered me his bike. I also gave the rider breeches, helmet, a shirt also cycling and kayaking vest. Without it, I could not train. Because on the treadmill did not last even two weeks training. Fly, you're a boss! With all my heart! Perhaps because of his shyness hardly commented on the blog. Many doubted its real existence. Is that why I was very happy with his recent words once the race. He was the first to say, the same day I paid bike, if I came, I ran on in 2011. Fly: PONETE A TRAIN.

THE BLACK
My dear cousin, the Black Santillán. Was enthusiastic from the outset. Although not a permanent commentator, received support at all times. Continuous reader, conveyed his enthusiasm for the whole family. With just joined my Uncle Cuchi his joy and his brother, the head Santillán, with his wife Eleonora. And suepusto, all the rest of the family. Big black! Soon you'll be living in San Martín! I hope, to you and Flor, who accompanied me in equal measure.

CAMDESSUS EL TANO
While not participated as a commentator, was one of the great readers of this blog. I felt his presence at all times, and always received a telephone call with each accomplishment. Best friend, forever. A hug and thanks.

NICO
A great friend. Not comment on the blog, do not know if sigi too. But in the last corner before arriving, I was standing there, waiting. It was a thrill. He, with his daughter and Malena. Those things that have soul mates in one way or another, are always there, at the right time. Thanks Costa!
NACHO

Another great friend. I followed the blog and always offered their support. The day before the race I waxed the skis, poles gave me and offered me a pair of boots. Was happy with the race as if he had run. A keen sportsman and a lover of life. Thanks Nacho!


RUSSIAN
Of all the gestures I received, no doubt the Russian was the one I hit. Because I gave her ski equipment without knowing. Excited by the cause, a lover of sports and snow, thanks to him I could ski. I was accompanied with great love the day of the race. A total master. A skier's soul. A friend. Russian: yes or yes you have to come to the feast!

FERNANDO
A rough rider. With him out to share the memorable Laguna Verde, where we passed the cloth to all beginners. We had another week of training just as cute. Another great candidate to run the Tetra. Incredibly, it was thanks to him that I ran the Tetra. With the snow on Friday, I had lost the race if he did not come looking for me. And the night we brought. That barbaric ... We Fer 2011! and Vero, who not only encouraged me all the time, but also Tetra will run. Does the Archi encourage a new challenge? MARU


Guada teammates and coaches, provided the van for all the bikes go up the hill, and then the park was closed to the house of my coach. Another great person and athlete who is always willing to assist with training.

MY FAMILY
Of course they were all watching this madness. My three brothers left: Coki, Milus and Fito, my brother the Vivi, Katie, Dani, Sil and all my nephews. Tomi was reader and commentator. My uncle Pepe de Tucumán read it with enthusiasm, being The philosopher, psychologist and mountaineer. Monona My aunt called me excited after the race, next to my dear Uncle Trabue, and just did my uncle Cuchi. In Zinnia, the first commentator on the blog, and Zahiry, Alirio, Zaira and Venezuela all my family, uncles, aunts, cousins \u200b\u200band nephews. In short, the whole family is committed, he enjoyed and was concerned with the race. Thank you all.

my grandfather Juan
That from where he is always with me. Because "a friend, never leaves him."

MY MOTHER
For simple technological issues soon get used to the dynamics of the blog. There was no way I could open it. Finally learned and became more excited the reader. Like any good mother, is convinced of the literary excellence of these stories and want to convert it into a book, because if it is printed, does not exist. Of course it was the hardest hit, more worried, more prayed and rejoiced over. Thanks doll! The mother is the mother ...

MI VIEJO
I say about my dad. Enjoyed this weekend but all of us. He was excited as anyone with this challenge. When he learned to comment on the blog is back crazy. He wrote every day. And trained to run with me. And wine. And it made me care on the hill. And spent the whole day at the foot of the canyon. And fond of worldwide. And it's a total fan of Tetra. And he wants to run it. Anyway, my old man. That nice guy. Thanks Jose! Your presence on this day was the prettiest of all this.

MALENA and OLIVIA
Both accompanied me your way. The fat Olivia with her infinite beauty and delightful smile. I do not know if he behaved quite well, but race day is the bank like a queen. To sleep a nap in Delhi. Was always fully committed Malenita with all this. When trained on the treadmill cornometraba me and I attended. The same when I did the gym routine. Was pending, he was concerned, he gave me his support and even encouragement. He ran with me the last 500 meters, probably the most emotional of the race. Sure, to them I can only worship them for the rest of my life ...

ADRIANA
My partner and great love. No doubt she was the one that cost him all of this. Because he could be there with me. Because he could not go out and train. Because the output was lost and walking. Because he knew his way to help was not being. And that was very difficult. This is perhaps the first activity we do together. Because we ALL always next to each other. So I'm totally grateful. The day of the race would have liked to climb the hill, waiting for me to lower the bike, with me in the lake before leaving to be with me in the street, with everyone being in the coming all the time with me to find the boats, go to the awards party and enjoy and laugh. But it is a good and loving mother. And spent the whole day taking care of Malena and Olivia. And he lost a lot of things. But was there. So I could run the Tetra. And for all that I love so much.

BLOG FRIENDS AND READERS Many
more people than expected took me reading the blog. And I was encouraged to learn that it ran. And he congratulated me on arrival. And encouraged me pass. Leo and Fabi, for example, took care of Olivia while sleeping in Delhi. Vivi encouraged me every time I saw it happen. Agustina was in all previous mometo. Ricky Lanusse, who climbed into the van and the cable car, which read the entire blog, which is excited by certain phrases and could not finish the race still to come 15. Ricky: Besides a great athlete you're a good person, you have whole life ahead and lots Tetras, I hope we can share. Ian and Herman, I waited with all the joy at the finish. The Laucha and Silvana, yet encouraging. Ana, Manuel and Juan, giving me their support. Fernando sealed and their children, with an emotional embrace at the finish. Bethlehem and Luz Gutierrez as excited as I am. Monica de Cicco and Pipi, who released the band almost coming to hug me. Eli and Gabuzzo Ale, which were always outstanding. A whole group of parents of school Malena, who always encouraged me. At running friends: Marcovesky, Cachu, Marcelo and Marcelo and many others. Tetra What a joy to share with you all. Finally, I received support from around the world. Thus, as the guys who went to the program carlitos Bala, finish saying thank you, and you want to send a Saluditos to all who know me ...


With this extensive list ends BLOG. I could not sleep until I thank everyone who made this possible. Although it seems a commonplace, without all of you would not have been possible. It's the truth. I hope not to have forgotten anyone. It was a pleasure and an honor. I wait for them at the feast, although not entered! Archi, go booking a room for 150 people ... Or more!



"The honor is to make beautiful things that one is obliged to do."
Alfred Victor de Vigny

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Tetrathlon Chapelco 2010 Official Results

are already on the results page tetra officers. What efficiency! Above are in an Excel document that lets you see your partial and compare yourself with each of the other competitors do level! Here are my biased, especially for TMG, as he named the Arch, is the man timer:

Corridor # 120

Ski: 1:27:23
Mountain: 1:38:40
Kayak: Pedestrian 1:21:14 2:22:19


Total Time: 6:49:36

If you want to see your time or download the document Excel can click here

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Chronicle of a Sabbath day

After seven months of training, was born this past Saturday tetratleta. Curious, because in real life I am also premature. Thus, if we respect this fanciful analogy, we could say that Tetra was a baby. And what it was ...

The first time I heard of Tetra had little to do with Chapelco. It was in a cold classroom Puán street when a teacher, whose name as I recall, spoke enthusiastically TETRAFARMAKON academic, four nominated by Epicurus remedies to heal the soul does not fear death, fear not the gods not fear corporeality pain and do not fear the future (target). What a coincidence, avoid these four concerns was essential to encourage me to run the Tetra!

Following the framework of events and coincidences that led me to run this wonderful race, appear once more in my life readings of Plato. On his masterpiece, The Republic , I did my thesis. It argues that to become a philosopher must pass through four (tetra ! ) teaching ( mathema ): gymnastics, music, mathematics and dialectic. In this journey, I first fell in love with music at an early age, then and in my teens, I went into mathematics, and finally, as an adult, I became interested in the dialectic. For whites, the gym had been relegated in my life. And how do call myself a philosopher without having passed the first of the elementary teachings postulated by the greatest thinker of the West?. And then, at this point in my life and living here in San Martin de los Andes, I only had to run the Tetra (they were, then these ramblings that led me to say "I want to run the Tetra).

So, and after this tedious introduction that comes out of my way to be stubborn, way to recount the day's story that went from be apprentice philosopher to tetratleta to become, now if the four teachings lived, that Platonic philosopher of my university lectures (a circuit and, circular, paradoxical, contradictory, complex, as We all love). Preparations

The night before the 24VA. Chapelco Tetrathlon Edition (tetra, to friends) almost could not sleep. Just about three hours, tops. Spinning, I thought, ran the race in my mind over and over again, he reviewed the transitions, the list of items, shuffled forecast possibilities certain and thought of the snow that was falling.

At six o'clock I got up. Breakfast cereal with milk and banana. Then he rose Adri. Then Jose. And finally began the process of raising girls. Afurada no longer snowing, but the cold was the host. I drank tea. I began to change. To say I was nervous not quite right. I was nervous many times in my life and the feeling that came over my whole being was totally new. Indescribable. But it was not fear, no excitement, no joy. Was clearly the feeling that exists only hours before running the tetra.

Fer arrived at 7:10 and did not come. We had arranged meet at 7:50 at my coach. 7:20. I look at the amount of snow. Fer is not forthcoming. NOT going to be able to upload. To make matters worse I have no signal on my phone and no I have his cell number. 7:25. Nothing. I'm not running, ready, already. Not rise. I dressed to fart. 7:30. I call the house Fer. No one attends. I go to see if outside in the snow, no signal. None. A pity, it was a nice race. 7:35. In the dark, all white, aperecen two lights. In the quiet of a morning made for not moving the house, the van de Fer is approaching. Makes me jump for joy. Fer Grande! I at Tetra!

loaded everything in the car: things, my old girls, the seat of oli, bags for the day, gets Adri, I get me, I embrace Fer (so amazing infinite gratitude for his gesture) and went back (to turn, impossible). I can not explain the amount of snow. In the midst of falling Sinclair crossed a Ko-Ko. A few meters and completely blocks the passage and tetra bye, I thought. With all white we pick the Pio Tano, loaded his things, and then seek to Marcelo, Courier team Luminoso. In the Fer van came, then eight people, equipment and air corridors not tell them. Finally we come to what my coach Marcelo where was the other Bright Mail, the great Cachu Carrizo, the athlete tip and great person Ricky Agustin Lanusse and his mother, grandfather Ana (Julian) and Guada and Gonzalo course. All with that emotion is not yet clear name but it feels at times to run the Tetra.

And then we learned that delayed the start. It happens at 11:30. And Fer rose so early to get us. We decided, nevertheless, go to the hill. Since we had nothing to do in town. Fer stayed, Adri and girls too, and came up with my old, Pius Tano, Ricky and Agustina. A journey of the most fun. We could not believe our eyes. All but Jose journeyed the route thousands of times. But on this Saturday morning and after the big snow storm the beauty of the environment was completely new for everyone. And I understood that concept that amazed, among others, Michael Cane: the sublime. We

the hill and had a lot of people. The first morning sun caressed around the parking lot. I had never seen the base so but so much snow. We got out, saw Gonzalo looking place, and immediately had the urge to go to the bathroom. Tano went to locate them. I walked among tetratletas. Even I was not one of them. I left the bathroom, I found my old and watching the sun thought about my mother. She had ensured that the sun would be there on 28 August, and there it was. We wanted call, but there was no signal. Eli, my dear friend, had also interceded for the ASRO King join us. They both gave thanks. And watched the mountain in silence.

begin walking through the parking lot and can not find anyone. I go from one end to the other and nothing. I feel lost, strange, out of place. Everyone making precise movements of preparation and I wandered like an idiot. And I find Marcovesky once again. Hug, smile and few words, as always. A little embarrassed, do not say I'm lost, but I can not find the boys. I pay (and not see him again until after the race) and after a few minutes meeting cars. But no one, only the truck and the bike with the number 120 (that of Thomas, of Bethlehem, then mine). it's time to take it to Parc Ferme. We also had to carry a green bag with the number 120. I look inside the camionerta and is not. My coach took me, how great I thought. And I turn to the competitive road to the park. Out, with a frank smile, I meet my trainer. "Che, hinges, you dropped my green bag?". Negative answer. And I knew that, of the 450 runners, I would most likely be the only one who had not carried the green bag for the Park Hill Closed. "Why do I insist on being myself?" I thought, and I took the oblivion as part of my life, then run the tetra is a simple continuation of it. When I reach the 120 box I see Ricky accommodating the snow so you can get my bike. Those things that have the camaraderie of racing. And I pay the pump to adjust the air in your tires. Thankfully, because I learn to use the pump that I borrowed Papichulo, which was much more complex than I thought.
Upon returning to the car and everyone knows the story: Lucas forgot the green bag and laughter enlivened the spirits of the runners friends. And then my coach tells me that TMG, who had not yet seen, was already aware of the issue and had left me your shoes so you can ride (in the bag had that and a pair of gloves, nothing more). Luckily in the pocket of his shirt broker (falsely demoninada "chest"), had a pair of gloves that I had borrowed bike Guada. With that and the shoes of TMG the matter was resolved. Thomas is in everything, I thought. A true master, with the height that has the word. I put the shoes in a bag and go back to parc ferme to leave (every little trip involved walking 300 meters. In the snow, and as I started to feel tired (before releasing!). On the way I remember the necessary authorization to remove Jose ski equipment when I finished that stage. He had been Oli in the diaper bag. Another oblivion. Future listening and laughter. Luckily by the Park was my dear friend Ines, the organization (Inés big!) Who greets me warmly and I immediately solves the issue of authorization was there a few copies, so I conclude that this neglect , it is more common among runners.

Finally, after so many trips back to the car and there were all chatting, drinking mate, waiting for the start. In seconds the sun is covered, the mountain is covered and it starts to snow. The morning sun had been met, but she was. We went to Julian van, Gonzalo, Guada, my old, Tano, Agustina and me. Ricky, edge runner, had already gone, or so we thought. Mates, cookies, conversation, laughter and the emotion that is felt only minutes to run the Tetra

clears, the sun comes out again and headed to the "little egg", a name that took the gondola supposedly to make life easier children. Not that "cable" out a complex word. But hey, if we tend to underestimate our children. And we learned that noe stan leaving up to anyone except brokers. Neither Julio who bought passes, and my old man took him out to be older than 70 will be able to witness the start. This is because the mountain is closed! It is so much snow that the media is not going to open, the machines could not work and the tracks were not going to enable. But there was Tetra, which not for anyone. And Chapelco opened for us. Yes, that's when I felt the first "we." There were runners, many from all sides, and were the only ones that passed, all in black, excited, and I was one of them. I look at Ricky, with whom I shared the gondola, and say "Ricky, I can not believe I will run the quad!" Just then, up to the start, I knew all this, all this madness, it was true. I was there, and this was my life. We

1600 and were just "us." We left our skis to go for the hundredth once a bathroom and a foreign-accented voice asks "Are these skis are yours?". I turn and, without knowing it, I recognize immediately the Russian. "Russian!" I say with sincere affection. There was "the Russian " hill instructor who, without knowing me, I borrowed their equipment so that I could run the race. Not only that, he had gone to fetch me. And he had in hand a camera with which, unbeknownst to me, I would take lots of photos. How nice meeting that nice moment, bordering emotion that is felt only seconds long Tetra.

then tell us that you have to walk up to the start. The climb begins early, but I am so happy that I care. And we are there, 450. I, surrounded by friends. All together, all around, all excited. Late comes Cachu, which was delayed in the bathroom. And just before releasing lures me a piece of banana. In this case the Director of the race, Dr. Parada, gives brief indications of the circuit and so, suddenly, without warning, start counting "10, 9, 8 ..." and we all follow "7, 6 (like, how and long?), 5, 4 (what am I doing here?!), 3, 2, (I run the tetra!), 1, (is long!) , 0 ... "

Race Ski


I started to climb at a good pace. We were many who did not worry about speed. Made me short. Then I see the end of the lift and go to the poma of the stick. A few meters in deep snow and put on his equipment. Step a few and I long for the first little hint, right. I realize the speed you reach the Russian freshly waxed skis for Nacho. I take the path that leads to the chair and to my surprise Mallin happened a few. Rapid Spin, follow the path, and still passing people. We arrived at the track that goes down the cable and bend just before the Russian encouraging and taking photos. This bass also track the right and passing people. I get euphoric. Top Tetra minutes and come right. Until we reach the balconies. A flagman asked us to lower the speed and control as soon as I see a fallen rider. I try to Essequibo and burial in deep snow. And I realize how hard it is. And I'm tired, I despair. And others come back to accumulate. Finally I go out and start off better. They fell one after another. And that intimidates me. I'm going with caution. I do not fall but I'm slower. Skiing in deep snow for a sport other than skiing that I knew at that time. Then starts much a small open road in deep snow, more dificl as above. Because he holds fast, but can not find how to stop. I hit a strong stick and bury me comlete. Drink snow like sand. I was NOT leave the skis but it costs a lot of unearthed. And I see that some happen to me. I dig up, I go. I AHRO more carefully and you get to the part últma. Down below you can hear the shouts of encouragement. And I command. I arrive at a good speed curve and bend smoothly. "We Luquitas!". Julia and my old man, elated. I think in the Tano Pio, and Gonza guada and everyone else. I take off the skis and start to climb. As difficult as it was down this stretch of quiet thank you. And climb the snow as I pull my goggles. And I get to the quad chair of Rancho Grande. Passed one after another and I get to another corridor. A big guy. We talked about the difficulty of track. He asks me if I'm out of here. I say yes, but later clarified that five years ago. "I was born and raised here." "Have you had taken the Tetra?" He asked. "Yes, this is my number twenty." Of course I was surprised, if not the person who ran tetras scraping passes. "What's your name?" He asked. "Pablo Ramirez." And I am surprised by the twist of fate. Yo, this is my first quad, next to the person who has run perhaps the most tetras. And smiled. And watch the sun in the snowy forest. And I'm running the tetra. We went down and I Pablito. We climbed up the stick and turn to throw. In the second round was more cautious, but it was inevitable a couple balconies of falls over. And the fatigue accumulated legs. Step this track and I reached the end of the second drop quite large. And there were Joseph and Julian. Euphoric. Climbed for the third time. I take my snow goggles. And I'm pretty full. "I have only Italians, I thought," a track that always in the background. " After I see the chair waiting for me Russian. "Russian!" I repeat it. Is shooting. He greets me and gives me encouragement. Italians ready to stare it down right, as I have done. I start at full speed, confident. And I take a lot. Maneuver and attempt in vain. It is deep snow, and on balconies. And I hit the stick of the day. When I fall down and completely buried in the deep snow feel a strong pull on one of my calves. I get scared. I pass the Russian, who continues to take photos. I get up and I intend to get down whole. And so it goes soft, controlling, as a beginner. First time I must ski in deep snow. The Tetra is, I think. And under the last section, there if, in depth. And I get happy at the entrance of the park closed. There is Inés to receive me, giving directions. I'm happy breath and entered the park bicycles. I get by and someone Tiera a tackle. Broitan! I greet and I am amazed. I'm fine!


Bike
bag boots While I spoke with Jose, which is Hence, on the other side. Tano asked by Pius, not seen, by Gonza and Guada, now they've been a little behind. I put on his football boots (are warmer to ride) and I run the park closed feeling a broker tip. NI I can climb well I do, I take a couple of pedal strokes, gets out of the front wheel and fall to the floor. I realize that riding a bike through the snow is not easy. And I approach the descent carefully. For a long time I passed anyone. Then I spend two, very strong. Cyclists, I thought. We look at the Rally and we recommend banderilleros get off the bike. We all do, those who come forward, those who come after. And I run beside the bike all that way. I can think of getting on NI (I know I could have done, but not tried). To my surprise, not only did I pass anyone, but, together with another rider, the 119, which comes ahead of me, started to pass people. I like the concatenation number, and not spent in no time. The 119 always, without exception, is Justito before 120. We crossed the road and keep running. We crossed streams. Mud everywhere. And all the front and back, avoided getting on pedaling. We went across the road and finally pedaled along myrtle. Enjoy. A narrow path through the snow, a trail vehicle, and a fallen rider. I passed many runners, I spent a few. And back the climbs, and running back. But I ran, not walked. And I kept passing people. And then I realized that I was getting to the route. I joined a train of riders on his bike, and so we arrived. Now, to download, I thought. And I began to give. That was the moment where Thomas bike paid off. I went down hard and would surprise me in front of a small group of cyclists. He was pulling me! At a time loosened so that pasarn and throw me another. And so on. To Km 3. New surprise. The small group stayed and I left later. I felt strong. I took the bike. And I left. In the last downhill I come to everything I make. And I realize that is a bike next to me I was filming! Pongo face extremely strong runner and I. And finish the bike. There, at the Monument Rock, another scream "We Lucas, yet!". Fer was with the truck, he rejoiced and was actually surprised to see me. Will it come?, I wonder. I get off the bike and the second step, the two piermas aclambran me. I can hardly walk. With so many people alrededro, bench me to myself and try to get the greatest possible. I look and look and I see Adri. I am getting closer to the Parque del Lago. And nothing. When I'm going to go listen to "Luqi!" And is adri with Olivia in his arms and Male. The greeting, he smiled, and entered the park. I see the lake and I can not believe. The wind and the waves are crying that it does not. It adri away Tano ask me for the Pio. I say I do not know. And again I wonder will it come?

Kayak
I change. I feel the cold to stay in leather against something. I assume the nonsense and put on my neoprene vest. Performed fairly quickly and efficiently all the movements. Grab your kayak and approach the lake. I put it, I get the spray skirt and wedge. It takes me less time than expected. And I start to paddle.

That you see in the picture, yes, snow. Not only the lake is choppy and windy, but is also snowing. I concentrate. And rowing apace, that is, at my own pace. I reach the first buoy, turn and step into a boat. I'm shocked. I keep paddling, watching the raging lake. Wind gusts are becoming stronger. I pass the first known Ricky Lanusse. We salute you and we spirits. I went into the lake before he left, I thought, it is not little. And that I go to a boat turned. On the boat, which sank a runner caught. Ask itself is fine, if he could blow his whistle, if you already come to look. And I see the boat approaching. I keep paddling, now a little worried. The snow in my eyes will not let me see. And I put on a par with another rower. We talked about the lake and conditions. "It fulero, fulero" he says, "well, never in my life I felt so cold in my hands. "And value could not be more Adri mitts. Perfect, professional, and made all his love. The waves began to grow and definitely scared me. I thought of my mother, my grandmother and the forces of nature. And the wind died down. I discussed with my rowing partner. But the time came to blow. And so on. I was glad when the boat Divic PC. I turned happy. I had half inside. I pulled overboard the little hose that got me tano Pio and I sent a Power Gel with water from Lake. And I did well. And I met boys who were going Shining Mail. And Cachu, which was going. I looked at Tano Pio. I did not see. Until he gave an emotional meeting with the team if my love. There were Gonza and Guada. We cry, we found encouraging. In the midst of a raging lake were happy. We were running the Tetra, everyone. And I started to paddle stronger. Of all the friends and acquaintances came at the end!. When I saw the coast was happy. All I wanted was to finish this stage, I turned. And I came to the mainland. Just then came the e-light equipment. I only had to run ... Running

I get to the box with the kayak and look for all sides to see if they are girls. I do not see. I guess as always, they calculated it would take more. Will I do well?, I thought again. Take off my wet boots and socks was a great pleasure. I wiped my feet and I put socks and shoes dry. The same neoprene felt to take off my shirt and put on a dry, my dear windbreaks and tetra shirt. At this point, it was already filled the corridor 120. Kayak had finished, my weakest point. Just then I hear the voice Flavio Correa announcing the first. And I go, one after the other. I left the lake before the arrival of the first, I thought could it be that I do well? After leaving the park closed planilleto greet my friend and colleague Steve Leslie, and faces a run enthusiastically. My legs would not hurt so much, I am whole. And it comes mandolins. Climb the snow is quite a time. Climb well, with encouragement. I'm going down, flying, a corridor, then another. Facu recognize Romera, I switched to an unprecedented speed. Despite coming down with snow. Some monsters. Corro, climbs on rough road, I join a pack, step by some, I passed others. I arrive at the gazebo bandurrias PC where I run into another classmate, Carolina Attis, that greets me is amazing and gives me courage. And I feel the worst is over. NI closely. But the landscape at this point, with sun filled my eyes and my soul. Am I happy. Alegre. I have only run. And enjoy. I'm running the Tetra. And at this point I know that if I things right, I'll get there. And after passing the barrier and into the road to visit the island, another emotional meeting. TMG I meet is already returning. Scream, I scream, we both surprised, I think he more than me. And it gives me encouragement. Of course, no brake, the timer commands. But we bid a fond farewell. And both, at this point, we are happy. A few meters later reached Marcelo and Marcelo, Courier bright. I'm glad. We waved and started running jutnos. From that time my goal was not to lose or to sun or shade. I know they are both experienced riders and whether it could sustain its passage was a good sign. And I did. Do not let go. Sometimes I walked away, after recovered. And we turned the end, he devised an infinite loop my friend Christian Aprea. It made me forever. But we passed. And we went back to the target PC. We were coming back. The thing I was bearable. I thought about many things. Many saw it coming, but many people. We arrived at the soccer field and the last big climb. And we were back above the ibises. We spent the PC, Carolina jumped out of joy giving me encouragement, I began to fall. My shoes, ladies shoes, the ones that I used in the past seven months, not clinging to the ice very well. I guess none of them did. And mne slipped. I made it down safe. The team I was light-mail and let them go. I enjoyed that step down. And so I passed some runners. Others were running, beginning running. Di curve to address the bridge and to my surprise and joy Malena recognize the jacket. There was, to my great friend Costa! I go and Male, Nico and Cami start running to my side. Were about five blocks away, I feared it was hard to Male, he could not reach, which do not suffer. For her, the five blocks was a big challenge for me as Tetra. Or so I felt. And there you see my old, hoping to start running. Prepared to make that stretch for which he trained so long. And the final face my dad, my daughter and myself. Whole time. To explain So it's true, I have no words. And they start yelling, clapping, familiar faces, voices, and see Adri, smiling, encouraging.
and crossed the finish line.
had finished running the Tetra ...

(continued)

(it was very long, which does not want to read do not read, does not offend me!)

(AM, closing, thanks and a special word for each of the protagonists of this story, which are many, starting with my dear friend, "Archie" and my coach Gonzalo, leading proponent of this wonder. And so many people wanted to be was adding, helping to make this Thanks guys dream! Thanks to all!)

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The great emotions, experiences significant strong feelings and mobilize ourselves so it takes some time to let the constituent elements that differs is rearrange. During that time the words will make us poor, weak, superfluous. The sudden realization of what we are beyond the limits of language and is usually recommended to enjoy the time left to live. At that point I lost the post tetra Sunday, sharing a chick to drive and good wine with my old, Adriana and girls. And out of nowhere I fell fatigue, physical and emotional exhaustion.

And tomorrow will be the official results, the long list of accolades and acknowledgments and, come the words, the story of yesterday, one of those days that I can not forget.

Within these many emotions are, of course, the many recent comments, from so many friends and loved ones fraternal. And I have much to say, all of you, but this is not the time. For now I can not. I know you will understand.

And to think that silence, in the embrace and those few tears that managed to escape by crossing the goal is condensed, without the mediation of the word, everything.

Really Wet Before Period

Polka dots

London

parentheses after I return with new posts outfit, in this case, a casual look for an afternoon stroll. To do so, rescue the Oysho borsalino was lost in my closet for a year, is that I bought late last summer and never had me! So I decided to premiere it because it was about time, right? hehe.

also want to show you some of my British land purchases. The bag-sack, which came with me from Primark in Oxford Street, the truth is that I have lost count of the camel color bag I have ... I can not help, and worst of all, it comes third on the way ! And oxfords, I bought a very cool shoe store in Camden Town, I love this neighborhood!

The belt is my latest acquisition, and the New Autumn / Winter Stradivarius, is a basic, but the color of fashion, the camel, I love it! I leave you with two photos of detail of the supplements.

Borsalino / Hat: Oysho

denim shirt

/ shirt: Primark

T / t-shirt: Lefties

skirt / skirt: Zara

Clock / watch: Casio Gold

Belt / belt : Stradivarius

bag / purse: Primark Oxford St.

oxford shoes / shoes: Camden Town

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Stomach Virus Induce Vomiting

"I ran the Tetra

And I arrived. The list of thanks is immense. But imagine that at this moment I can not only write but I can barely walk. Now, bathe, eat and sleep.

And tomorrow we are.

ALL.

Thanks!

Health.

and good night. Say

Best Fta Receiver 2010

missing one day is a way of saying. Are hours. And I can not believe I'm living. Simply I can not believe this is happening to me me. At this time the snow is falling harder than I have memory. I left the technical talk, not knowing if I could go up to my house. I got home not knowing if tomorrow I get out of here. I'm not exaggerating. Is accumulating a lot of snow and nine, an iron, has no superpowers. By this I mean that, closing and this blog, I can assure you that throughout the race. The forces that govern nature are mysterious. And this snow, dear friends, you can change the fate of men.
Today was unlike any other day of my life. Morning work routine was unchanged. But from the moment I began to assemble the bags for the parks closed my body began to feel the life of a certain particular way. A feeling that if you want you could compare with that appears to us as we prepare packing for a trip. Thus were laid on the table the different things I'm going to wear tomorrow. The prepared, reviewed, and we go to find my old man. We embraced with love as always in the terminal and began the journey pre-tetra. Went straight to my coach. We loaded the boat. We went to the coast. What we place in the right place. We went searching for the bike to Papichulo. Was spotless, shiny. Papichulo embrace. We left the bike at my coach. We went out to put wax on the skis. As my dear friend Nacho Piccone. Waxed to me as a professional. And I paid a flying ski boots. I'm still not sure use morning. It would be a bold bet somewhat since I have not tested. But flying. We went through the offices of Chapelco Snow to take his pass Jose pedestrian to accompany me to the start. And we bought two tickets to the awards party. We returned to my coach. Missing minutes for the technical talk. Olivia tired, tired Male, Adri tired. Jose, after the trip, tired. We decided to go home and then go down to talk. And the snow, just at that moment, was released. As he opens the gates of heaven and drop tons of styrofoam balls. Already at that time I did not think up. But we climb. I just did not go down, but I downloaded. I heard the tech talk, remove the front number 120, a beautiful caramagnola (not so cute wine as the San Felipe, of course), and ran to try to return home. The snow was crazy. And I moved slowly. Top Lolog snails cost me more than any of the times that I got a bike during training. And the rise of sinclair, all white, was a scary slide. But little by little, with my beloved Renault (love him so much like a bike) went up the canyon. And satisfaction had some resemblance to that I felt the first time I went up pedaling. The last three blocks to home were the hardest. Lots of snow. But when I say lots, I mean a lot. And I knew that my car and could not get out. And I thought about the possibility of not being able taking the start. And I thought it would be possible that this whole adventure had an ending so unexpected. Without leave, for being surrounded by snow. On coming home I said that this fer adri on the phone. I just to wish me luck. "At seven I'm there," he says. "What ?..." "That at seven am there. I'm going to look." And I was thrilled. I broke down. And I knew that this madness, as my coach in his first comment, no limits. I accepted, of course. Because I have no choice. Because all this has to be given the seriousness it deserves every game. Because play is the best way to learn. And because when you play seriously, is happy. And when you propose to others play, friendship is the most authentic. And comes back with astonishment, wonder, joy and so many other things. And one understands the importance of respecting the rules and take the game seriously. Because again, every game is an extremely serious matter. So, thanks to all those who agreed to play this run the Tetra. And tomorrow, to enjoy. That ... Which comes last, is a rotten egg!

Brazilian Wax Creamy Mucus

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What career you invented, Pancho! Miro
snow out my window and I can not believe. It is snowing hard. Very loud. And displays a blank white mountain with 450 human beings fuming at the mouth and heart on fire while you are puffing uphill. And I'll be one of them. In two days only. And I can not believe it.
The day yesterday was the perfect circles they often have to close. With the clear foreshadowing also concludes that when something else starts. My main concern revolved around the bike. He had left as of Papichulo and Archi intangibly prowled his workshop. Just days ago I read a text that I liked: "Before learning, bicycling seems to have the degree of difficulty in miracles. But at some point in childhood miracle occurs and, eventually, the bicycle almost becomes an extension of our anatomy, so familiar and lovable we started calling her bike "(Taken from the Journal Ñ no. 360). And I realized how much I learned to love the bike that gave me the fly. I was accompanied on my first forays into the gravel, feeling his confidence got more and more trails complex, I made about her travels, for my state of disrepair, reached the status of feat. And I began to call her bike. The care, always slept in, I changed the masses, we will adjust your changes and to gauge the brakes. And approached me to withdraw now no more nor less than to run the Tetra. At the entrance of Papichulo as I meet my dear friend Broitman. It was he who accompanied me on my first foray Quila-Quina a bike. It was he who gave me many tips. It was he who gave me one of his shirts in the corridor. And there was, as to dismiss my training, along with Ezekiel Lagranade, another great racer. They were going to give, they also, his last lap. Moved by the encounter, I entered the shop Papichulo impeccable. I went to the bike and fly, slowly, the ear, I said "okay, your job is done. Thanks for everything", and left in their therapy room, where in the next few hours will do a Papichulo Full service to return renewed with its owner. I turned around and went to the leg where another shot awesome shocking, unbelievable, was being stroked, adjusted with the pulse of surgeon who has Papichulo. The masterstroke perpetrated on Wednesday at my coach was running with clockwork precision. While planning a sabotage Archi bike Mosca, Papichulo (without being an accomplice, of course, he knew not this) was getting the bike ready to run the Tetra, lend me especially my friend Tomas Gutierrez. The perfect plan! I note with pleasure the quality of work of Gaby. Sets, measure, tweak, lubricates. He explains how to get the wheels, how to change a punctured camera, I installed a pump that I paid for the race, keep a spare camera in the pouch that goes under the seat, where he also placed some small tools to perform the maneuver. I gives details of management and general mechanics. He explains the operation of shock absorbers, disc brakes. Adjust the seat so that it is right for me. And delivery to me to try it out. Only I have to change and go cycling. And they do not know where I change. Yes, at the home of Archi. It is from there that will depart to make my last workout. Adri had to go to chat with Ali a few things, so I take this step and change. " And I find the Arch, with a splendid smile, talking to his friend, Dr. Mattano (who recently recognized her crazy). We talked the usual platitudes, we get a few jokes, I change and go to pedal. It is he who opens the gate. Look at the bike, but do not realize the change. Neither suspect held masterstroke. And he dismissed with laughter of triumph, commenting on things I do not know the weather forecast. Already in my first pedal strokes I notice the difference. I'am on board a ship. I turn the timer to pass the speed bump, almost a symbolic, since so little of the race did not intend to make efforts pointless. And then I notice that I hardly rising costs. What happened?, I think, straightened this rise?. Seeing how little effort it was suing me ride I put a heavier pair of change and begin to give you stronger. And upon arrival I realized that Sun had the best time to do all my training. Going off my quiet time! The excitement flooded my body. And the sun rose. Out of nowhere, perhaps by way of farewell, the sky opens and I am climbing the ascent to the lookout with the sun on your face and wind power is. Ecstatic, pedaling and pedaling. And I get to the lookouts. Paro. Start a gentle drizzle. And watch the people from El Mirador. And smiled. Low blow. Front damping effect occurs in my that I can not explain. Brake, jump and fly evasive. And I fall, well, at first sight, first bike ride of this bike Thomas lends me or, more specifically, his daughter Bethlehem. Thank you both. This gives me a morale boost unbeatable. And I want to run the Tetra. And you fly, and your beautiful bike, I can only say that they will always remember with the greatest affection. Take care, with that, starting Monday, you start to train you.

Custom Boobies Bracelets

I do not give anymore. These days are getting rubber. Above everything happened today. Now I have time to write because I'm going to a dinner of carbohydrates as Mr. T. The only thing I can say is that I took the bike and left it to Papichulo Arrayán to the circuit. And I flew. The bike is riding you can not believe. It seems like Mandingo. I will tell you. With this, Gentlemen, concludes my training. I am at peace.
Another great news: I have shovel! My dad, after incredible journeys, consigió send me the shovel, I withdrew today from the terminal.
Well ... one day less.
And I want to run the Tetra.

Scabies Itching Worse After Treatment

not even know where to start. Credit me today in adventure race that everyone wants to run and few dare . I Runner Chapelco Tetrathlon No. 120 of 2010. And I have a bracelet on my wrist that just confirms it.
mid-morning we left with Adri and Olivia for the Chapelco Nieves offices where they perform their credentials. The Tano Pio called me last night to inform me that he had asked Gabriel Azcarate tell me who had to spend the morning on a matter of scholarship. And I did. Upon arriving runners had already dating his bag and a line to reach the counter where the procedure is performed. While waiting Gabriela recognize and introduce myself. We did not know personally but I recognized from photographs. Then she goes to get Hainard Agnes, who also had the pleasure of meeting personally today. And Agnes came with a big smile and warm and Gabriela tells me is thanks to her, following the blog since its inception, the scholarship I otrorgaron. And it's true. The first three days of this blog only I read my coach and Archi. And on the fourth day I received a comment of "Agnes, Tetra organization." At first I thought it was a joke from someone (like when he said "Pancho Ibañez") but then I knew it was true. Still did not know how to find this blog so quickly. The fact is that Agnes had a surprise: in the magazine delivered to Tetra that each runner had a note on this blog and my experience training for this amazing competition. It was indeed a thrill and an unexpected recognition. I know that you, Agnes, have followed each of my posts on this blog, and I've followed every one of my joys and misfortunes. And now I know also that you had much to do with the fact that I am awarded a scholarship. For both, thanks. And, as ever promised me, I hope you're there on arrival to the medal ...
I was honored to give me all the material a great runner: Monica de Cicco. With this share, almost not knowing the best bike out all my training: the output of the Laguna Verde. It is also the direct rival of my coach and Guadalupe, as she runs in mixed team with her husband, Daniel Matheu (this time, Monica, I have to put a tab to the team my coach, who claim to come before you .) That was when Monica, with factly, asked me to wear a wrist bracelet. I suppose you are measuring my wrist but, as soon as the preset buckling tells me I can not get to the awards party after the race. And I go, happy, excited, with the magazine, stock, numbers, gifts and my precinct. Salgo become, finally and forever, in the corridor No. 120.
While riding in the car with Olivia Adri and again to my work, I suddenly understand a concept when you come around since many years ago: the epojé Husserl. We could say that is basically a change of attitude towards reality and can be expressed as a simple bracketing the world. " So I began to feel. From now until the race the most mundane aspects of my reality will be as suspended, distant, in parentheses. The race takes all my mind and my spirit. I'm getting ready to live a transcendent experience. Certainly at the time of the start one must enter into a sort of trance, with luck, will at the time of arrival. I sense also that these remaining days will be as eternal as fleeting. Today's birthdays
two great friends: Tano Camdessus and Guadalupe Perez Colman. The Tano is far away in Buenos Aires, but it went Guada to tea. And there were all: Guada, my coach, Guadi, the Tano Pius, Julian, Anne, TMG y. .. The Archi with Alicia. Worried about what might happen to my physical went and gave him a big hug to my friend's archenemy. I told him my flu for kidnapping for ransom of his own boots. And, of course, the theme of the entire meeting was Tetra. You can not talk about something else. I had to tell them that afternoon had been, finally, my bicycle to the Papichulo. I thought I saw a grin on the face of Archi. Rubbed his hands. He sighed. We keep talking about race, what meat we wanted the Archi buy for roast will have to pay and of such things. But as soon as it was (the first) we were talking "good." And all agreed that my bike, in the current conditions of mental insanity Archi, was not sure. Luckily together, then in fact many head to the matter, we draw a master plan. For obvious reasons I can not unveiling at this time. But you, Archi, I say: your plans will not pay off. Forget everything. With the bracelet on my wrist, I begin to suspect contains supernatural powers (in the style of the rings twin fantastic) and I do not mind the flu, cold, rain, the conditions of my bike, the boots I have not, the loss of the blade, or anything else. The Tetra already started, and I'm going to run it. Like it or not like.

For all riders who are coming, they have their bag and bracelet on his wrist, a big hug, you will enjoy your stay and the best for the race.

comes the Tetra.

is coming ...



(by the way, this should not learn the Archi, but ... Thank you Ali for lending short shims cyclist! Was all I needed ...)

When Is There Snow In Aspen

Madame Tussauds

Cold Day and rain, and three long hours of queuing to enter the Wax Museum, but I have to say it was worth all that waiting.

This was the look I chose the green skirt, my mother made me, like the blue klein I showed in a previous post, and you can see by clicking here. The American was the bargain of the sales of H & M Only 10 €! I really like the touch of gold buttons. And the bag and half plumeti I bought there in Primark on Oxford Street.

The museum is divided into themed areas, which shows the most representative of each discipline, I'll show you some of them, although there were many more figures:

• Sports Stars:

Gerard, David Beckham, Pele

Mourinho

Tiger Woods, Lewis Hamilton, Muhammad Ali

• Royalty:

Princess Diana and Prince Charles

Princes William and Harry

Henry VIII, Elizabeth II and Philip, and Queen Mother

• Stars of music:

Britney Spears and Michael Jackson

The Beatles

Christina Aguilera and Jennifer Lopez

Amy Winehouse

Freddy Mercury, Robbie Williams and Leona Lewis

• World leaders:

Barack Obama

Nicolas Sarkozy, Gandhi and Winston Churchill

• Figures culture:

Pablo Picasso and Shakespeare

• fashion Figures:

Kate Moss

Jean Paul Gaultier, David and Victoria Beckham

• Hollywood Stars:

Nicole Kidman Brad Pitt y Angelina Jolie



Leonardo Di Caprio, Tom Cruise y George Clooney

Johnny Depp y Mel Gibson


Whoopi Goldberg, Marilyn Monroe y Jim Carrey


Marlon Brando, James Dean, Audrey Hepburn, Arnold Schwarzenegger

• Personajes de ficción:

Spiderman

Sherlock Holmes Shrek


Superman


I leave you with this photo caught the incredible Hulk

I hope you liked the post , is different than usual, but I wanted to share it with vosotr tod @ s @ s. Thank you very much for your comments! I'm studying for exams but I'll try September answer them ASAP.

T / t-shirt: Zara
scarf / scarf: Vintage

skirt / skirt: DIY (made by my mother)

Clock / watch: Casio Gold

bag / purse: Primark Oxford St.
Sox plumeti / tights: Primark Oxford Street

Dancers / ballerinas: Primark
cross necklace / necklace: Primark

XOXO