Triathlon Bike Helmet
January 19, 2012 Category :Uncategorized Off
And is that the 'three' LOTO had made me hope for a change of course .. imagine! the usual group, the chatter, the pine forest, the root, the ankle sprain, the flight (to duck), the cry of pain, the stop sign .. thank goodness there's a bike!. that will not determine our "bad luck" because we do not believe enough in ourselves? or maybe life is a series of problems / tests and our purpose (the good part) is to strive to find the solution .. while 'they'. Attracting bad luck because we do not believe enough in ourselves is a concept that some As in all races to come on, you know, early start you kid to finalize preparations for my bike named Rocinante, helmet, gloves, glasses, pezoniles Pegate shoes, bike and run .. joooooooeeeeeee, if you think I'm going home. Mori and I were going to search and Pico, we put your bike, your box and we piramos duatletas achiperres to that beautiful place called Villanueva … and Canada's surname. On arrival we parked, we collect a dorsal rulillo and already have almost everything set up as well and we had parked very close we decided to take the cars to go downtown to take a cafelillo we feel great .. parked around the corner to be taken by c.o. Still had plenty of place to park the cars of the 400 participants. We got the bikes, the ride finished, we place ridges on the bike and on the shirt. everything came in the bag perfectly prepared corridor. A rigorous fotillo I command here and we went to the transition area to leave the bikes placed in their corresponding shtick, helmet, sneakers and gloves, we'll go out and nothing is left to warm to start .. too little for some, but it gave us time to make up running technique .. and the output arc .. and MMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! girls go all MMMMEEEEEEE cane and soon !!!!!!! guys go .. cone! we are guys, greetings from my brothers, we wish you luck (especially yourself) and give the shoe .. I think we got too far back because we wanted but it was complicated further because the road was not very wide or at least triathlon bike helmet it seemed. .. and came to the first transition, Pico has had since passed and Mori go back but I'm giving it a short distance, sisal carpet in the pit stop so it starts to count time bike, throwing shot my shtick najas I had referenced with a wall to find it as soon as possible .. 400 bikes brought in two rows and separated by a span that is not a needle in a haystack but it looks pretty and more without blood in the brain .. I put on my helmet, shoes and gloves change I've been in the hands and now I'll put them on the way, last time I do. three times I almost pine !!!.. just before leaving the pits and see that Mori is picking up the mount .. wing! to give the pedal! Here I know Mori moves much development and will be a tough guy, so, I stick to wheel for a short time and I passed .. but I press the bum pile and do not let it go much, I have to see. We reached the first climb a little support and some rebel bikers do not apply the theory and eventually set foot to ground causing a small traffic jam, for nothing, dismounted and ran the bike in tow to the top, as these changes of pace are cool , muscle group, I will leave the femora!! .. Still giving strong, but not to stop long enough to almost not being able to drink from the bottle .. a little later another atasquito, this time caused by the lack of technique (again) but on a slope that was not so difficult. Well ease, since we can not be first .. try to get seconds. As the bike was two laps, because nothing we go for the second .. here and we Mori and I together but do not know why it is becoming Mori, the second round as the group had long, in fact there was no group, we did not lose our weapons, well yes, only for a moment in the narrower zone therefore, some undocumented bicicletil. This time little, so the mess .. Pico indeed I do not see the trail .. walk walk this guy comes back and Mori !!!!, not far away. I come back to the pits, as you can not go riding on me as it did just before my grandfather, and dismounted from a horse and riding on a pedal .. In the end what we are. I get to my number, I hang the bike, leave helmet, gloves, barefoot and caaaachis me not I get the shoe!! I do not want to remove the laces but I have no choice, I will lose precious time but hey! I can not go barefoot, and I can not get second I'll see if I can do third .. I'm making strides, I noticed that I'm a little weird, like a dodgy mix between Robocop and mazinger z, but I say that I will. Continuing .. I feel good when I started but not as good as other runners advance only and do not let no one else with whom I share way .. until petó and went running, that gives me wings and shooting, and should be very little, a km or so, no trouble, I think I can but I do, I want to finish comfortable with that feeling. I see the arrival, now if I press a little, you know that stuff that gives you one when you see the rainbow flag. I'll get to Pico has had to come but I see, so I'll get to see Mori and see them coming close together .. Mori first and Pico below. I was a little blown away because something has been through is that in the final hill was twins rose to the height of the tonsils. The guy is tough and pulled himself together. Sounds good you say, we had to go to one of these but in mass, can be descojone total. The Ostia they would see, lol. The bug is biting me, when is the next? we come to point that gives me that this is the pear