In
fact this text could be written by anyone of the participants in
triatlón that is not dedicated to the sport is to say any
person who works in office, is dedicated to the commerce or she
is student and even it has by hobby running or to pedalear when
chamba is allowed it, it likes the nature and possibly some sport
of constant form practices, this is a common and current person.
A good day at the time of the food found in the zone of magazines
of the famous restaurant of the buhitos the one me that this forehead
to the public square of the angel of independence, in that after
seeing superficially the magazines of I compute takes the glance
on the Xtremo Magazine, without but it takes it and I began to leaf
through it, first which I am called the attention went the call
to first triatlón extreme, I had the idea immediately to
participate, being frank wise person that was a remote idea, but
to dream hill nothing, so the magazine pays and me it takes it to
the office, I did not put it to the left flank of monito. During
following the 15 days it does not pay attention to him but that
when algúno that another peculiar one approached to stare
at it, nevertheless a day in which tapeworm little work leafs through
it again finding me again with the call, observes the electronic
direction and keys in it in the computer, finally acceded to the
pagina and read the details of the race, even that I must confess
that the route was to me confused at first that would be to do,
did not give importance him and continued sailing the site, observes
the participants and I felt the necessity to register for but late
to pay, to which I thought “Aun I have pain in it knees, I
do not have sufficient money, I do not have all equipo…”,
so I closed the site and I continued working.
4 weeks before the race and but by chances of the destiny that being
something planned arrives at the snowed one for the first time in
my life, there is no possible description for the emotion that I
felt when arriving at the second pen where by being but of 15:00hrs
did not allow the passage us with the car, reason why to after asking
the access form píe arms to me with chamarron and to blow
of sock after 30 minutes approximately it was to a flank of the
navel of the crater touching the frozen waters of the lagoon of
the sun. This experience late repeated fifteen days but with the
variant minim from which it arrives at the crater in car. From I
did not return there to the crater until Saturday 16.
Monday 11 of April with a pile of doubts knowing that it was even
completes week before the race between a the page www.triatlonextremo.com,
without thinking it but simply it fills the inscription form and
card in hand makes the payment that it gave right to participate
me, imprimí the registry form, the comprobante of payment,
the rules of the race, between a bici maps and it looks for a map
to me of the snowed one in which it locates the points of the race,
the Lagoon of the Sun, the Tip of the Friar, the Park of the Deer.
Saturday 16 of April even without believing me it, that way of the
13:30 was in the Park of the Deer finding me to cuate that until
the moment at which greets it it considered it like a personage
whom single it would see in television presenting/displaying the
program of the conqueror or participating in the Olympic Games in
that Desconocidísima (for my) discipline of Skeleton, because
if I talk about the very same Luis Carrasco (cuaz).
What happened next has so many shades and locks up so many feelings
and emotions that would extend too much the text nevertheless did
not want to let mention things like the Nevada that dressed the
scene target, I congeal the borders of the lagoon and to my in the
individual I cause a cough attack which it last something as well
as until average night, I take advantage of this opportunity to
excuse to all those to which I did not allow to sleep with tranquillity,
but creanme to me that I pass it more worse.
Sunday 17 of April 10:00 a.m. we are in exit, to flank mine this
Fabiola Corona, to who identifies moments in the interviews before
(her I followed each weekend in the program of the Conqueror, until
by chances of the destiny she was surpassed per second at the time
of even taking the flag by cuate that was masterful of YOGA), for
this moment whereupon she even spends bad night and that minutes
before was doubting in if continuing with my participation, felt
me like ready lion to arrive at the fine one and to give the best
competition. Loudspeaker in hand cuaz recites: his “en marcas”,
“Listos”, “FUERA”.
Half of I swim in the lagoon, beginning to feel that the muscles
offer resistance, something as well as a pain with a fatigue combined,
last movements of the arms to reach the border, is finished the
energy suddenly as if it had been sucked, as if it had disappeared
suddenly, then obstructs a feeling to me that requests to me to
stop to me, I see
the other competitors, first they are leaving the water and with
much energy until they are taken off the neopreno in the way.
I arrive at the zone from transition my brother Luis begins to help
me to clear the suit to me, I throw in the towel and attempt to
me to recover to me of the fatigue but the energy does not return,
I cannot be raised and I listen: as you feel like Poncho, as you
feel.
Several minutes but late, already changed I am running as fast as
I can begin the ascent made the tip of the Friar, I stop several
times in the way profit even not to recover completely, but I do
not occur by won, I listen: “estas bien”, “Vamos
Échale”, single I answer if now I go, single I need
a second.
d they refuse to move, I arrive for the second time until the zone
of transition.
In bici receipt breath words that raise to me I already animate
“Bien Alfonso, these making carrera” very good;, I follow
until the way that when coming out takes of the crater the legs
no longer give but and I must lower to me of bici to continue pushing
it, finally the way this but even one and can begin to pedalear,
it begins the speed, now it has finished the anguish and the pain,
now all passes express and even that in some parts there is to make
an effort not to fall of bici or to raise small hills already I
am near the goal, cronometro marks to 2 hours 34 minutes and seconds
triatlón finishes.
It is my form to thank for the effort of all, arriving at the goal.
My threat to return next year, better prepared, so cuidense.
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