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As for athletic fashion in asphalt, it was said that waterproofs and back do not mix. Pro athletes, considered a must in any competition run short, possibly tank top, but allowed a hat, running gloves for women and sleeves. Occur in one output mesh look long is frowned upon. So I stand in Vitoria-Gasteiz willing to run for the ninth time, the half marathon, which begins my new season. I empty my wardrobe for cold weather in the backpack, and attest that I have used it. The day before I shot three degrees below the flood. Good internal and external sensations, premiering the top Raidlight R-light. Glad I finished this year. Four weeks, great, cut my best marathon half marathon mark. Now I was in my fourth week of training and did not have to prove anything like previous years. Nor appear. In these times where people are increasingly rethinking their health from the perspective of prevention rather than from that of healing, it seems that increasingly, those who are moving from the thirties, decided to care for and not only in the field of aesthetics but rather in the heart. I am not referring to those so-called programs of the heart that is just hogwash and time devoted to the seedy, I mean the Run, run and run. I vividly remember the day I started to run and the reasons I moved me to do so. The motivations and also change the objectives. Now I run because I can not imagine my life without it. Here I hope to have a bit the endless road to improvement. Well, today we make the record of this wonderful race and the outcome of the weeks of training following the Martin Fiz plan to lose time. Before we begin I will say that I have not been worse in life in a race. On Thursday afternoon when he left the job gave me the feeling I was starting to get bad as it was beginning to runny. That feeling did it began to get nervous and the same Thursday night and started to treat me. I have the luck to have a military neighbor brings me Army influenza, which are holy hand for this kind of thing, and got a pastillazo to cut their losses with the discomfort, and they agreed with a nasal spray to not spend the night swallowing the mucus commended me to the gods of the sport and went to sleep. But on Friday morning, the symptoms had become envidencias. Many more runny nose, muscle aches and a feeling that I had caught 4 types on the street and I had daad a beating. I was so fucked up that soon after arriving at work the boss saw me with the face of illness and the burden of thinking about the race told me to go home to see if I descanasar recovered. Spend full house on Friday lying on a sofa, covered with a blanket. My wife did not know if my face was being fucked by the disease or whether it was the burden of 6 weeks of training put at risk. The truth is they were both. Noticeable limp body and the impotence of not being able to do anything I was eating morality. 3 hot showers throughout the day failed to boost morale and make me feel better. On Friday afternoon I went to bed with 37.8 degrees. The night was long and fucked. The convinación of the disease, the burden of career and pee for 4 liters of water he had drunk throughout the day made the night was very long. Saturday morning and 38.2 º first time I seriously considered not going to run the race. It had never happened to miss a race or a cord, but it really was fucked up. Hot shower and waited. Despite all that had followed in plan should take. Went for a walk to clear my head and then try to eat at 1:30, rest and try to sleep a little nap. Now I would put the alarm clock at 3:30 and based on how I woke up. I really was hoping to wake up in a position to run. It just gave me the brand, which obviously was not going to do, we just want to run out. I wanted to hang out with all those crowds and jogging. I did not want to miss my appointment. At 3:30 the alarm rang, I put the thermometer and. I still had fever. 37.8 °. I get out of bed as when I go in the morning I put on autopilot and went to dress. Fishnet shirt compression of the race camistea another shirt, bracelets and cloakroom time, timer, gloves, MP3, hat, etc. .. On leaving home my wife looked at me with concern gave me two kisses and told me to take great care that I forget the brand, and enjoy qe tried to call her as soon as it ended certainly not going to stay quiet until finishes. Caught the metro to the Santiago Bernabeu and stop to stop mentally I was not convinced that bad, which had run worse and surely begin to run as I would feel better. I feel nothing better start running. After leaving the subway, I went straight to one of the hydration of the start and I drank a couple of Gatorade and a bottle of water caught. I'm better I kept telling myself. I head to my meeting point with friends and on the way to the first meeting Maikel Gomez, Runner's World magazine, which was one of those who accompanied me on their way to New York City Marathon. We welcome and soon I'm such a question, he did not have a good face. I comment a bit and good .. Take it easy and try disfrutar.Tra this, greetings and wishes of good luck for the race and for exit and entry of the new year. Soon I met Gleam, a co-worker with whom he stayed and who also ran, and went into the closet. On the way I met the Nike Running Club Maai Madrid joined us to go to the closet. More pre-race talk. That if she did great for an afternoon run, but to anything that cool .. Any talk that does not focus on the bad side that had suited me fine. The time passed slowly and I was forgetting that I was wrong. The wardrobe works perfectly. Each selected the truck I wanted and there gave him the bracelet for the details of your bag. The delivery of the bag quickly and without tails. 3 kids per van with no problems. After the closet (4:30) a little longer walk and meet more friends, including George and Magda who also went to New York to run the Marathon. It was a little late and was a little overwhelmed by starting to heat up and starting to take off the silliness, so I left clueless half and put on my MP3 and I started to roll soft. Since I started to realize that anything was not going to enjoy the race. I was not good at all. The legs were heavily loaded and sweating a lot, not sure if it had 3 layers of clothing, whether it was the fever or the hell was going on.