Welcome 2019

New year, new life? I don’t know honestly. I tend to get the hype of new year’s resolutions, writing down endless bucket lists that I sometimes manage to complete, sometimes not. This year I decided to focus on smaller things, to focus on smaller steps, instead of the big picture only. It’s going to be…

All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Life as a student living on her own is — according to the students who do not live on their own, parents and everyone who seems to have an opinion on the matter — AMAZING. We, the kids of no one, still hanging to the teenage side of life, while getting the independence of adulthood….

I Hate Crossfit. That’s Why I Go.

I hate CrossFit. Plain and directly. I truly hate it, from the bottom of my heart. From the moment we start the WOD till the moment we hear the familiar sound that symbolizes the end of the workout, my only thoughts are whether I should cry, die or run away. Yet I keep on going……

Berlin Marathon: See You Next Year

Nel post di qualche giorno fa, ho scritto che i pettorali erano due. Due pettorali sono stati stampati alla BMW Berlin Marathon’s expo. Uno, con cui siamo uscite, con il nome di Martina, uno con il mio. Mi ero detta che, comunque vada, avrei ritirato quel pettorale, perché per me significava l’obiettivo, il percorso, il journey…

Berlin Diary: Day 2

Il sabato mattina prima della maratona, l’adrenalina che si respira in città è eccezionale. Berlino è invasa da runners, facilmente riconoscibili dalle tote bag blu ottico, provenienti da tutto il mondo. L’atmosfera è in credibile. Mi verrebbe voglia di correre, ma questa è un’altra storia. Martina ed io andiamo a fare colazione in hotel, dove…

Berlin Diary: Day 1

Per tutta la mattina, ho scritto a una sola persona: Martina, la mia Martina. Una delle persone con cui ho passato esattamente 9 giorni insieme nel senso letterale del termine, ma a cui mi sono legata più di molte altre. Insomma, lei era già a Berlino e io non vedevo l’ora di raggiungerla. Sono da…

Are You READY TO RUN?

Tornare a casa ha sempre le sue tradizioni e una di queste è vedere la mia Jessi, former PT ora big sister. Luana ed io, ieri pomeriggio siamo andate a bergamo (vi ricordate la questione di prendere la family a piccole dosi?) e così, quando Jessi mi ha proposto di andare a correre insieme all’evento…

#LondonDiary (2017): 4

Saturday in the city is always the best moment. Tourists from all over the world come and bring joy and life to the busy streets of London. In Notting Hill, on Portobello Road, they do the street market, Camden Town shines in all its splendor, the Borough Market fills up with every kind of food….

Run Baby Run: Eye of the Tiger

Rising up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance, now I’m back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times it happens too fast You trade your passion for glory Don’t lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight…

The Time Is NOW

There is no maybe, no later eventually. Live now, live to the fullest, say what you mean, share your point, don’t be afraid, try, enjoy, love, kiss, leave, come back, never return, buy a ticket and go adventure, have fun, wake up at sunrise, go to bed at sunrise, party from sunset till sunrise, work,…

Training – My Butt Hurts

I’m not into weight training. Not even into strength training. I’m more into running 35k for no reason and then not running for a month. I’m more into going to the gym once and then wait a week to go back. You know what they say, go hard or go home. This summer I said I…