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After a weekend of bad weather and little physical activity in general, so today I decided to go for a run at the Parco Ruffini. The weather promises snow, but no matter, I promised myself to snort a bit 'and so I will.

Finished So my schedule of work and study, I put on my overalls, the hat and jump into the car to is obviously stuck in traffic of 17-18, the worst. Arrive at the park and then the air is chilly, some runs here and there, some "walking" the dog, a couple of boys bighellonano aloud to their teacher, they must have taken some inadequacy or so. The beginning is a bit 'hard, my breath is not exactly the best, but then ends on the first lap while I feel better off, I have more rhythm, breathing well, I start to download your mind, I begin to feel better. The race is really the primary activity that characterizes man, his relationship with nature, contact with the ground, the effort to achieve a goal, once he could be prey or the warmth of a tent of skins or even a small house of wood and branches, which is why I say that the race is so much to rebuild integrated human existence, apart Philippides, while bringing new ideas to give him physical fatigue in the long run, but a prompt recovery is the greatest satisfaction. For me it's really a fighter-stress, curls and turns, I think of my stuff and the rhythm of the breath clocked me see them differently, less problematic, more order. Meanwhile begins to sleet and the meadows are covered with a thin mixed white and brown layer of autumn leaves. The hill is located on the east side is a nice up and down a few tens of meters and then on the one hand, the staircase, and the other down the stairs or the little cobbled hill, you do not look at slip. Again a bit 'of times the hill. "I run from what?" I did not watch but I presume will be about thirty minutes, I decided as a conclusion to a great ride. When I go back to the car, the clock strikes 18:30, I ran an hour, well, it seemed less, it means they are not so bad. Now I have to get in the car and all that peace obtained through the leaves on the hill and disappear amongst the exhaust fumes, oh well. Near the house there is a crazy traffic jam, are university students who demonstrated against the reform, yes, they call on the government reform, a lot of courage.