Running to Think

The dry road surrounding Cantoblanco - Madrid  Climbing hills in the country around Tres Cantos, Madrid  Today it was weird and, as I've come to realise only now, quite dangerous too. I scheduled an off-road running session, towards the mountainous landscapes from Cantoblanco to El Pardo, the renowned residencia of Francisco...

After the third training session with the new Brooks Cascadia 9, it's time to write down my impression. I honestly don't like reviews because I think that shoes and feet are such a subjective and complicated topic to be summarised in a pros-and-cons list. First of all, I consider myself a versatile runner who enjoys the road and, on a similar...

First time in Madrid. Actually day 2. After landing I had to take a train to get to the apartment which is located out of the city centre and I really couldn't contain the excitement. After only half an hour I was cycling around to check some of the places I will be running in the next few days. The weather conditions are much better than those...

I need some time to convince my young lady to contribute to this blog with her experience regarding nutrition and sports. She's unravelling some insights of intense sport activities and vegetarianism. A real blast not only for this blog, in my opinion. Of course, this kind of persuasion might take longer than expected. Bear in mind that I am...

Attempt to finish a marathon in Italy (~km 18) The amount of work and the unexpected happenings of every day life didn't give me much time to write some lines any time soon. Better late than never, of course. Year 2014 already had the flavour of an intense year full of things to take care of and targets to achieve. And that feeling was not wrong...

I want to believe that everything is fixed with my ankles and I can start running 100% of my schedule, which consists of a gradual increase of milage from 80 to 130 km per week. It's time to take a risk and get prepared for my first ultra marathon in March. I want to believe that a dream can indeed become true and that I can get to the finish line,...

The last two weeks have been dedicated to fixing and recovering something that had all the characteristics to be a really bad injury. Without surprise I didn't feel psychologically down or, as many prefer to say, depressed, due to the fact that I couldn't run. I really didn't freak out this time. I rested. I ate more than I am supposed to and...