Today was an exhausting day. Around today is the 140th anniversary of the founding of Italy. If it's not, then this is the year, but I felt like today was it. There was a sea of green as folks all over florence gathered in a palazzo Veracchio in green Cosìla vita shirts in anticipation for a race through Florence. My friend Edison and I decided to partake in the 5km run they had going on. 10 euro cost, which went to charity. Seemed like a good way to get into the community. After a rousing rendition of the Italian national anthem (which the whole crowd sung along to and a marching band played), we listened for the "Tre! Due! Uno!" and the firing of a pistol to start the race. All the signs and announcements were in Italian of course and the two of us followed a wave of people through a start gate which funneled us down a road across the Arno and into the countryside to the south of Florence. By the time we reached the 5KM checkpoint we realized we had mistakenly entered into not the 5km run, but the more 'competitive run'.
At 6km, there was a rest station with poweraid, water, tea and citrus. We had no idea how much longer we had to go, for all we knew we were running a half marathon. The views were splendid and since I thought I was running only 5k through town, I failed to bring my camera. However we were gifted with vistas of rolling hills of such splendor. However, at the time this was not as enjoyable while we dragged ourselves up the gradually climbing hills of the road. All the views we spied of Florence made the city seem horrifyingly distant. By the 8km checkpoint, we realized that we were starting to go down hill and back to the city. At the 12thkm we were running into the finish line. We guzzled down cups of free sMUthies and proceeded to head back home to essential pass out. I ended up totally drenched with sweat and exhausted beyond my wildest imagination, but I don't regret it at all.
Wednesday we go to the Gorring Collection, which I am excited for.
Ciao for now.
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