Irritations After Brazilian Wax

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Saturday and Sunday was the "4 Paul" in Trieste. Classical late-season race open to many abuses. Aries III is already in Trieste, even in Muggia. The forecasts give strong bura and in fact when I get the sea is white and the sun shines. But the committee decided that the wind is too much and two in the afternoon opens the races. The conditions are not so extreme and I Carletto we decide to go for a couple of hours of training. This was my first mistake. Already in the morning I felt strange. I was not physically ill, I know ... absent. The two and a half hours at sea have been torture. I could not stand the stern and capsized the time. Upwind we tried to do some 'of regatine but I could not concentrami on anything. M'innervosivo immediately and caught dozens of lengths in minutes. Then we tried to do some 'pitch and one minute later and no legs refused to belt: I felt like "exhausted." I did not understand.
Then, while returning home, I thought a week just ended. To keep up to some important work I and my brother we had to jump through hoops working like crazy from morning to evening. I spent well over 50 hours in the office and unfortunately stayed less than half. And then, things have become clear to me. I pulled the rope too and my body and my mind I was just wondering a little time to recharge. I therefore opted for a change of plans and a return to ultradian rhythms: nothing Sunday races.

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Barcolina the two Sundays ago, had already happened. Yesterday and today, the Cup race of the Town of Muggia, it happened again. I mean the fact of being in the lead in a race with good people and strong. Bora a beautiful Saturday swept the valley of Muggia and we ran three tests. In the first I had the "flash". Today maestralino other two tests with a light and "flash" it happened again. And I've surprised more than yesterday. Today there were conditions in which they generally are a total of difficulty: pure tactical positioning. But something is changing. Beginning to feel that intuition is nothing other than the Tack experimentation and bravery. Stay focused by rotating your focus from time to time in the points that require it. There. This I do. But I still learn a lot and I have to start sorting my successes, my "good performance". My unconscious sooner or later will be convinced and I will give the performance I'm looking for.

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Weekend was completely different than I expected. Saturday I wanted to do a good workout in Lignano, focus on "attitudes" racing (too long to explain). Sunday morning the idea was for an alarm dawn, then train to Trieste and then on Barcolana Furkolkjaaf my brother Pupo. But everything went wrong. POLODIGITALE.it that I needed a little work 'even in those days. In these times there is no need to complain because there's too much work right? However even if I had to give the party the Barcolana are still managed to train a bit 'in Lignano. I went out yesterday and today in the evening and came back almost in the dark. Very little wind. But it was not by very much that I was training with the calm. And it was obviously very useful. Among other things, I reflected on the turns and I have recalibrated a bit 'style.
Just as I decided to recalibrate a bit 'my blog also expanding its focus. In the sport of sailing as well as any other sport with love, is the entirety of person who enters the game, his skill, his character, his unconscious, his technique, his impulses and his intellect . So I widened the column on the right so that it can accommodate expansions sailing experience, Fabio encrypted code, virtual prototyping of expression.

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Moderate negative self-hypnosis and bad performance in Barcolina


Weekend Barcolina past to do that this year was open to the Laser. The guardian angel that I believe are following me in these weeks I (and us) gives two good days. Saturday two tests with strong bora and Sunday a try with a strong southwest wind. In the first test
carry a good start, Bolin conservative game but with the gusts. A nice left near the windward mark in front of me turn first to the two superbravi SUPERAMICI and Peter and Charles. I also have a great advantage, but it will completely offset the slack when the gusts come overwhelmingly from behind while my sails flapping for almost no pressure. The first buoy to do the shit that brings us to the stern, not weird now to luff and take up early in the burst. I do it later and the two foxes above me pass. At the leeward mark are just a few meters, but overpowering in a back downwind start attracting the attention of the good hands of the whistle Fonda forces me to 720. Run, pass me in two, and I also lost contact. Pursuing a bit 'and taller with the slyness quarter. Subsequent change in the sides a little. 4 to close a few meters.
Second test a disaster: bad delivery and a gust nearly capsized me, veered badly, riviro, I raise my head and all the others are already out of fifty feet, all in a row on the right! I decide to odd and even Franz does the same. We take it out loud in that place: we arrive at the windward mark with a disadvantage abysmal. I decide to not pay capsized at the mark and even touching. I run the 360. The stern is bleak: the others are down at the mark and I'm not even halfway. Last. Now I clearly need to go upwind on the right but when I'm on that side of the trail known to all, I say everyone is on the right. I just have to be at the center and try to just focus on the gusts. The guardian angel I wish. Recovery less than 4 seats and close the fifth.
On Sunday we start late for the southwest wind to enter only two and a half. Parto discreet but now I Pellis rollers and are forced to tack upwind. Stocchetti and return immediately because everyone is on the left and do not want to lose contact. This game is a bit 'on the blasts and try to stay focused on the run. I make a lot of legs hurt and I can not strap. The waves are steep and high and beats a lot. At the windward mark is a bit 'surprised because even very distant third lap unexpectedly. I hold my position is that the slack in the stern. Around the windward mark which takes us back in and start an incredible series of chapels. Mark Franz and behind me veer off and go to the left. I wait. But what do I look? Boh! When I decide to go and put myself between them and the mark I am probably in closing low. Mark is clearly in front of me. Anxiety. The unconscious paralyzes any consistent position. Crossing in front of Franz and the cool cool, crossing behind Marco. Perhaps the left is advantageous? According to you? Probably the second edge in low I'm doing but there's more. At one point taken literally panic riviro. Clearly, in low and close it behind even crossing Franz. All this happens in less than 5 minutes. A good test to delivery sluts. It matters little when I rejoined the last upwind leg a bit '. The omelet is done.