Cara TRENTO

Cara Trento, Quante ne abbiamo passate io e te? Un anno è un periodo breve e al tempo stesso interminabile e credo che nel nostro caso sia stato un anno piuttosto lungo. Ti ricordi di me? Arrivai la prima volta a febbraio, per un giorno solo, poi un giorno ad aprile, un giorno a luglio…

My Life in 2 Suitcases

*Oh, I forgot to say, by the time you read this post, I’ll already be in Trento* One of my new year’s resolutions was to learn how to pack light. Not only because if you travel by plane they charge you so bad for every extra pound, but also because it’s weird to always carry…

Show Me That Healthy Glow:#8

[31 Days] I don’t need to check my phone to see whether it’s the 30th or the 31st day because I know it. I remember it by heart and I don’t need to double check. One month, exactly one month ago, I told myself, no matter what I would finish the hell week. And after…

Keep The Momentum

The past week has been one of the toughest week of my life and I couldn’t help but party when the clock finally said it was over. My flatmates and I celebrated with cookies and then finally some healthy and joyous Netflix (finally I finished watching The Crown, soon the review). La scorsa settimana è stata…

Show Me That Healthy Glow: #3 HELL WEEK (EN)

(Per la versione in italiano, clicca qui). If you are friends on Facebook, Instagram or you’re part of the few elected people I use whatsapp to communicate with, you (might) have noticed that last week my social networks (and every conversation we might have had) were full of this two words: Hell Week. I had…

Show Me That Healthy Glow: #3 HELL WEEK (ITA)

(For the English version, click here) Se siamo amici su Facebook, Instagram o fate parte di quella cerchia con cui Whatsapp assume un senso, avrete notato che la scorsa settimana i miei profili social (ed ogni tipo di conversazione avuta con me) sono stati invasi da queste due parole Hell Week. Avevo comprato il libro…

Show Me That Healthy Glow: #2

I am at the faculty of arts at the moment, trying to find a comfortable position. My butt hurts. My dorsals (are they even called like that?) hurt. My arms, legs and everything in between hurts. I guess this is what training seriously does to me. When I joined the closest gym to my house,…

From Runner 2 Biker

I’ve always run. Sometimes more, sometimes less, but always, since I was little. Maybe because I was late, maybe because I was sad, maybe because I was excited. But I’ve always felt the desire to run, every now and then. Not since I moved to Trento. First, I thought it was because of the place….

Trento Bound (Again)

By the time you’ll read this post, I’ll already be in my future hometown! Quando leggerete questo post, sarò già nella mia futura città! Have A Safe Journey! Camilla