It stopped pouring rain for a couple of days last week in the middle of an exceptionally wet May, and there was sun when the Giro d’Italia cyclists came through our region. I went on a short ride for charity commemorating the cycling race and only fell once.
Here I am, in dire need of a haircut and wearing the official shirt that the organizers gave us. This photograph is a little dated; since then, I have had a haircut and found more suitable sunglasses for cycling and running.
Speaking of running, Saturday was my first race since I hurt myself in February and got better in April. I have been back running for almost as many days as I had been on rest but, unfortunately, I can confirm that it takes longer to get it back than it does to lose it.
Still, I did okay on Saturday and it was so much fun to be back in a race again. My foot and ankle didn’t bother me at all. I started at the back and took it nice and easy, and never felt like I was pushing it, even at the end when my trainer said I could speed up for the last few kilometers. It was a night race and it was pouring rain, with very little visibility, so the finish took me by surprise. I hadn’t expected it to be there so soon. I felt so good at the end I could have run another six or seven miles.
And you know what this means? Now I get to start training for the Venice marathon.