Unabated, and one month after the fiasco of Madrid, I'm going to Tenerife, first to spend a nice holiday in Puerto de la Cruz, Canary Islands to be with good friends, including Suso Mendez, Tony, J. Ramon Ortiz, train for that paradise called Teide and Glens, to finish running the Tenerife Blue Trail, the new name of the Cross Tenerife, but quite long and harder than its predecessor.
After days of training by the Teide and its streams and relaxing days, we are in on Thursday, the day before the race, Paul had been raised and his wife Ana, who also will run with them and his father are all day, first by the Teide area and then Santa Cruz, dorsal collecting and passing the hours before the race.
When leaving at 12 pm, the day is very long, spend the whole day eating, drinking and trying to rest, which you get half.
At 21.45 I go to pick up, say goodbye to Lydia and she will run the race of 52 and out the next day, we have more than one hour by car to the other side of the island, Los Cristianos where the race starts . Are
23.15 when we are in the starting line, greetings to many acquaintances, among them Chelis, a good friend who did a great race as usual.
I'm pretty quiet, but I have hope to do well, I am aware of my limitations in the mountains yet, but I felt good the last few weeks and I think I'm better than I should after months on the asphalt.
24, oo and exit, as always people out guns, I take my pace calm and patience are the first kms of asphalt, environmental problems have had to remove the first climb, so up to 5 km -6 we get into gains.
The race is simple in profile, has 2 parts the first steady rise until hostel del Teide km 45 where you make about 3000 of positive slope, and a second where you're going down steadily, but still others to drop over 2000 for the sack.
Even before entering the land, I'm good, easy and seeing groups at no great distance, always used to wear the twins start quite loaded, it's something I try not happen, but it happens, are about 35-40 minutes then disappears and I do not get problems throughout the race, here besides this, I notice that I sleep feet up km 12 carry that feeling is uncomfortable, but shot forward, from there I feel better, I've spent Arona in 1h 24 to 5 minutes Nerea Martinez group.
really start the rises, ramps and more ramps, the race is very well marked, even at night sometimes you lose and I get references for any cactus, see Ifonche step ahead and a few lights and many behind, I to mine, in the end I get by someone and I'm cheering before mile 30, I see a group ahead and enter them almost Vilaflor km 30, 4h 01, in theory we have passed some of the hardest climbs, I take to eat a yogurt bar Maxim, and up, I agree with a guy they call the Muflon del Teide, I think working at the lodge Altavista, and is always running through the area, also see Suso is removed, and Javier Villalba so called the boy began to rise and rise towards Guajara Mountain, on the climbs I'm falling in the plains and small drops him lame and so we will step up to the last km and a half before reaching the top, is a rise of lapilli (volcanic sand) is hard, especially in the cold and strong wind against, two steps forward and one for the back, wear and tear here, then in a chaos of stone there after that segment, confuses me and I lose a little, those behind me know and I can fuck the road again.
is dawning, a reduction technique leads to area and known to me, I'm a little group on the slopes overlooking the parador, 7h 26 for approx 45 kms, victual stop for a bit, but Maxim bars, salt , some carbohydrates and go, I say that I am on the top 20, half and half, now this is not important. Lidia
I hope to see here, and they leave at 8, step and do not see it, people are stuck in the hostel quite cold, the impressive Teide and is a beacon for us now are 4 kms, called path Majua , uncomfortable with lots of sand, the next 30 kms are known, we echo in our workouts last week, walking and running exchange not to burn too much, we reached the height of the cable car, now plays a section of asphalt on the rise, it suits me run around, there is only an increase for reach the top of the race in 2500 at the White Mountain area, here is track and I'm almost everything, it starts to move people from the 52 km race, encourage much, I go to Portillo in the fall you fall , more from exhaustion than anything else, help me to get up and forward.
El Portillo km 62 10 h 4 minutes, eat something and down quickly, touch 9 kms of continuous decline, comes down to little Lydia, is surprised to see me waiting for me later, but it reassures me serene and well, though quite touched and she goes well, controlling their anger and second girl, the first one takes about 10 minutes, we went down together, I try to go, but she grabs and down once is enough well, you know the down and gives you confidence, I want to remove something, then stick it on the rise, and I'll just up and she goes well.
Dornajito Cross, after passing several of the career of mine, km71 11 h 10, I say 22, it is clear that the hostel had told me wrong.
comes a zone up and down the I putting up with Lydia and I can, I run everything, but there is a rise of 1.1 kms and there and leave me, I get to the boiler where it begins another run of 21 and 11 km 76 km h 52, I passed a guy in the supplies, starting the last part, we have to make almost a thousand meters of altitude, I begin to pass as sputniks those in the short run, that if the spirits are continuous and help, the rise is continuous and good slope in a zig zag, it's hot, little strength and desire, now I win the battle, pass me some more, spend some, after almost two hours of ups and some plain, began to fall, waiting to get better But with a little strength and technical sections, I have enough to avoid falling.
absence of 9 km we met a little group in the supplies, I go one to another I leave, I'm with Harvey, mouflon, we spent about 15 times in the last miles, the end is more strength and I go, I have to stop 1 km from Pinolere, legs do not go, nothing left Samuel, the last effort, I take the asphalt and for me is a balm, I take my pace, there are only 4 kms to the finish, everything down and delivered, many people cheering, going through an area of \u200b\u200brural houses, and see La Orotava, in the absence of about 2 kms, I for one man, yes, for me, fucks me arm, I ojiplático is the owner of a candy store and give me a bag of some kind of little bueñuelos,! Here, you deserve it!! Thank you, looking surprised and down, the grin begins to change me tired, goes to the joy, sometimes get a win and today is the end goal dia.Por, many Animation and after 15 h 24, I did it, I have suffered much, much, almost never, but one for the legs, the important thing was to arrive today, certain that another day will do far better, I have no doubt.
The first faces I see are the father of Paul Miller, a beautiful person who has echo driver, guides, supplies and all that has been and Lydia, in the end to become second! Well!.
I'm with Paul and Chelis, 3 and 5, I have friends in the elite, jejejjejejejje.
Now comes the good, refresh yourself, talk to many acquaintances, I'm in my salsa.
We still all day to be out there, eat something, shower, awards up to see the second part the Madrid-Barca, very long day, happy to be with many friends, the day ends with an ice cream before bed as a reward. Career
super advisable to outline a few bugs, feeding little and little to say something more, well marked, many people in the bush at night, good transportation to take us and bring us.
is a pity that so far, but running in the Canaries is a wonder, as I have projects to return, the people are wonderful and their careers as well.
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