Winter is approaching, with the first frosts mattuttine, with frost on the leaves and tufts of grass. We are 800 meters above sea level but in the heart of the Alps, in the morning is already almost too cold to go out to run a good ora.Il sun, here it looks so only after nine o'clock, lights gradually charges the highest peaks of recent snowfall. We can distinguish very well the different layers of snow. Corro floor, breathing a 'fresh air and sparkling water that numbs me cheeks, fingers hands and calves will feel almost frozen. Feeling strange but beautiful, surrounded by a natural spectacle subblime. The salt on the road roofs lean against me bouncing with every step and leaves me feeling a slight tingling. Between spruce and larch seeds still asleep, can you run, absolutely delighted by so much peace and splendore.Percorro eight kilometers, on a course mixture of climbs and descents. I forget to look back over time, is nothing new for me!! I hope I can slowly get used to. Tomorrow I try to use the clock for the program that I follow. Today was a run with complete freedom. Aline
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