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are traveling to Hvar. Or rather, I was traveling. I caught snowstorm in the mountains of Croatia. Wind at 100km / h. Aries III wanted to take off from the roof. Odyssey. When the blast came less swerved to take effect: I was afraid of tipping over. Anyway here I am. And is the second day of racing. But not I report. The accounts at the end. Advance that you feel are still a long, long time. We are few but Laser Hvar is majestic. The hotel is wonderful. Aries III is parked nearby. The private balcony overlooking the sea when I see the committee boat out I get dressed, go downstairs and chased his beloved boat in the water. A prince.

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With the complicity of the little wind I had a rare weekend without putting your ass in the water. On the other hand I managed to finally put his hand on the helm that I fucking wrecked several weeks ago in the now dry Lignano. Christmas knocks. The head is full of thoughts of a magma that life-work he has to name Polodigitale.it. The attempt to vaporize the server has failed miserably and has brought with it many nights spent in travel to San Vito - Trieste. And, unfortunately, not for sailing. I just hope to stitch together the necessary time to do the things that must be made to make room for Hvar. A race that is a party. A party that is a race. The island.

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Belt brute


"Belt brute!" So Peter loves to update their Facebook status after having trained a belt with strong wind. And finally I was able to emulate today in Lignano the day was perfect. Perfect belt mean. Rain, cold, not a living soul in the sea, but a nice 15 knots of wind from NE. In a show that water was really only the sea in winter can give. The sky alternated groppi a dark blue holes. Then a burst of water. Then a gust of wind. All in an amazing silence. Bello. Bello. I went out at about one and a half with the idea of \u200b\u200bdoing an hour of training and I found myself back who was practically blind. The wind at 15 knots is a bad beast: more delay, the weakening of the sail boat has the energy to go fast. But resist the fuck vang, cunningham and the basic pay of course with the quads. I smile: I have a feeling that the other work I am doing in the gym is starting to bear fruit. After Formia, a month and a half ago, I changed the methodology of training. I did after I compared Carletto. Him, little and light, with strong winds as people go much higher and heavier. In essence the work of more than maximal strength. Consciousness and hopeful that this yields using less muscles later. You know, the workout is not a race. We'll see. Christmas is near. Hvar as well.

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If I remember correctly the last races I did were the zonal Barcolina in early October, and the National Formia, where, however, we have only completed a test on 6 under. Then nothing. And 'since I bought the boat in 2006 that I've never spent so long without racing. The period is really weird. I Polodigitale.it absorbs the energies, emotions and the time and leaves little room for more. I never liked doing things badly. I prefer not to. And that's the main reason of my absence from the race courses. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I should take the sail in a "faster". But it is impossible. I know. Suffering is enough. So we take this time to what I can give. Maybe behind this slow acceleration there is a racing somewhere else right? Yes, yes.