Yesterday I attended to the “Stramilano 2015”, a non-competitive race over the distance of 10 kilometers.
Great turnout of runners (about 55,000), favored by a beautiful sunny day.
The large presence of participants has distorted a bit my times: because of the large crowd, I had to walk in the first and the last kilometer, finishing the race in 58 minutes.
The most beautiful moment of the event was when, around the third kilometer, i surpass an engaged couple in obvious difficulty. She, with the last remaining forces, says to her boyfriend:
“Ma chi cazzo ce lo ha fatto fare?” (“But who the fuck forced us to do so?”)
(suggestions accepted for a better translation!)