Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Milena Velbabig Boobs

Kayano Nimbus or this is the problem (a technique monstrous)

I have not more bored with my workouts sinifica jogging but I've stopped running: after the first half marathon in September I got injured a thigh first and then to a calf in October and November, it I went out only after January and I went back to train seriously coming close but not I had too much to form five months ago.
are now in a state of grace unusual: I have no pain, hope for a lot and I would not write the famous last words, and I run right up to 20 km. And the grace ends because I'm experiencing a very unpleasant feeling of the end of the station: my biological tank, despite being well fed, ending stocks, and every time I find myself completely drained and I have to stop.
The feeling is hard to explain to those who make sport of endurance because such a thing will not ever play football or sports like, normally six tired, tired, knackered, but not destroyed is the same as finishing the fuel ! If you race find exactly how a car runs out of fuel, planted in the road and not even tired or sore, but without benza! Technically it is called "the wall" and is usually experienced after 30 km. Really hard to find other examples and also quite frustrating, however I have experienced every kind of suffering in this sport and I also try this: I do not intend to take "pumps" or chemical supplements because I want to get to where I can with my own strength and then see if persevering and maybe taking some vitamin in more than one tablet to oranges maybe but nothing more, things change. About
perseverance in these days I feel like Michelangelo: the proper distances for I, alas! I have not carved the Pieta at age 23 to 25 and not even David, I do not think you can even design a dome of paper, but when Mr. Buonarroti reluctantly assumed the task of painting the Sistine Chapel, not only was not the best in the technique of 'fresco but it was really poor (I do not say it is clear) but with practice and perseverance became very good results and we admire them all ... I have a picture by the way:


Well my perseverance, observation and practice of race has led me to this: I went to the shop to change your shoes, I thought of having to make a model called " Kayano, to strongly support anti-pronation (Without being too technical, it is an internal support all'intersuola amending the support of the foot compensating for the various deformities of the legs as the varus) and very exhausted, but the visit (of the store clerks have been noticed also naked eye) revealed that I no longer need support!
Yes, pledging to seek guidance to the experts, to study books and publications, and especially to run (for nearly 1700 km) and also walk and stand still thinking about how I had to keep their feet, I came to change the support and compensate My stortaggini and now I do not need the help most of the shoes.
It is a little satisfaction because it means that I have done well so far and my running technique is a good ... and then I give myself the preening.

Railroad Tie Retaining Wall Corner

Christmas Tale Christmas Tale

We end today, we are now in the spring (even though the winter of the plains of Lombardy does not give a blow even to pray, how cold ...) the story of Christmas.
Our last day in the Big Apple begins with a trilling wake up early because it's Sunday and we have a date interesting for my last surprise "pupa", and also take the metro bus and we dive into the atmosphere very naive to degradation fake (fake and proud in my opinion) of Harlem, a neighborhood of historic African-American roots that still do not see faces faded, of course except for tourists.
Today is Sunday and I have used my knowledge (actually it took was a email) to reserve a spot as a guest to attend a function in one of gospel's most famous churches in the neighborhood.


arrive punctually and tell us to form a line outside the entrance reserved for our VIPs, those who want to get help without having to ask permission to enter will be made only at a later time and if there will be room This at least is what we understand why the ushers are far from willing to turn the other cheek, or rather, ear, and species are very dismissive slang and are not willing to let me repeat what I understand to confirm the line up .... however, we are the first time we train, the rest of the guests arriving in dribs and drabs coming behind us, and meanwhile the members of the community.
accompany us in and scopiramo that a church is more than a theater, whose audience is strictly reserved for the community while the tunnel (part of) the guests.
What about a mass gospel? Rather than engaging, the chorus is a bomb and a girl has a power that not even the young Witney Houston ... come to think how many good singers are not indicated only for lack of knowledge, speeches and sermons are held by the Reverend is aimed at present by name: the community is deeply intertwined, not only among its members but also with the district and the city and we are talking about faith and politics together, it is pushed to give advice to Obama.
short, a great transport, often clearly not disinterested.
But I have come to mind with a clear picture of Reverend and put gospel but I'm afraid to find a Reverend Cleophus James or a bystander who sees the light screaming "the band", I'll go to Chicago ...

Tha Blues Brothers feat James Brown, The Old Landmark
Let us all (All go back)
To the Old (Old landmark) Let us all
to the Old (All go back Old Landmark)
Let us stay in the service of the Lord
Jesus, ohh! (He's my Lord, oh, my Lord)
Let us preach of the Old
At the ... (Hey! Hey!)
Landmark


The Mass is ended go in peace ... and to place your bags at the hotel reception: the plane in the evening and we bighelloniamo a little longer before leave.
Nothing special also because we're pretty tired, while we sneak to the Time Warner Center to eat and find that it also exists in nmezzo to the supermarket with a restaurant brand of organic products.
After lunch a tour of fake shopping, in the sense that we do not buy anything, a coffee and a buttery biscuits with pieces of chocolate from Starbucks (I have to try the recipe because it's like a drug, and I want it now!) and then off in Central Park.
We spend the afternoon in Strawberry Fields (now altered tourist destination but I guess it started out as such) and the Bethesda fountain (in the winter without water loses much of its charm), the winter is so mild, there are now 12 degrees, the ice rink is kept fresh with machines but still do not know what half quagmire to see it: much more inviting hot-dog long double the normal ... slluurrrrrpppp.


The day comes to an end: we leave the park and we let ourselves be carried away by the crowd for the fifth street that looks like a FIOM in full of mad heads that cover the sidewalks with their noses to the windows face full of glitter, pajettes, handbags and diamonds, watches and half-naked models ( Abercrombie & Fitch if interested in any girl, however, if the boys interested in model-orders, the choice is always on Sack's Fifth Avenue).
We can go through Times Square to greet once again with its thousand lights, and then retrieve luggage and tickets via the metro, not before the last Hot-Dog! See you soon
New York, we have already homesick!

Jovanotti, South Caselli
of highway all the time is consumed
But Venus will reappear with fresh foam from
The picture looks more like the school I
But my flaws are all intact
And every scar is a autograph of God
No one can live my life for me
As I identify in the heart of another
through this heart will always be
And day by day the seasons pass, but will
something in this way

Friday, February 13, 2009

Dog Has Soft Lump In Tail

# 4 # 3 # 2 This Christmas

The third day begins with a desire of my own that I do come true: the point to stay awake and I leave my half, I get dressed with clothes and shoes and flight engineers outside the hotel. Small
heating up at the edge of Columbus Circle and then off for a full tour in Central Park!
For a runner to run in Central Park did not really think the price: early Saturday morning on the avenues of the park there are no tourists, just real people, New Yorkers who are into sports ... runners, those who bike or on skates and someone smiles at me and we salute you, others are too busy with their training, others too crazy and I feel like a fish in water for an hour: I have a feeling that the eyes the other could easily be mistaken for a of them, one of the city on Saturday morning that "dialogue" with Central Park and for me, a tourist's what I like best is being able to not look like a tourist, or at least not a foreigner, it's great.
Technically, the route is a ring around the perimeter of the park, which allows me to enjoy almost all points of the place, ranging from the famous West Side to Harlem to the Museum Mile and so on: the road is no discount and you can see it here because Manhattan is the Indian name meaning "island of hills" is in fact a continuous ups and downs that breaks my poor legs still recovering from injury for the winter but the joy of running here singing the verses that go with headphones would anyone run .

REM Leaving New York
You Might Have Laughed if I told you
You Might have hidden the frown
You Might Have succeeded in changing me
I Might Have Been Turned Around
It's Easier To Leave Than To Be Left Behind
Leaving Was never my proud Leaving New York never easy

I saw the light fading out

The tour ends where it began, the tourists begin to flock to the park and I'm tired, I go back to the hotel and I take a shower Quick out to breakfast.
We decide to go to find a famous pastry shop in the financial district and is a small discovery, not only for the room which offers a discreet expressed juice fruit and pastries and sweets very interesting, but also for the district of cobbled streets lined by palaces closed small size. A comfortable and retro facade obscured by huge buildings and besieged by the click of tourists and I think that most people who go to Wall Street does not even imagine what lies just around the corner.
With a full belly we change the area and choose to wander around one of the many street markets that pop up every other day in NY, perhaps the most famous of the Farmer's Market to Union Square: There are stalls with all the strangeness of vegetables or fruit from every corner of the planet ... potato-shaped banana from Russia and even our bread. I dare not try I do everything but groped by a couple of fresh apples and we are moving towards north zig zag between the fifth and sixth road taken by the architecture of the buildings, here are a strange ... one in all, the "Iron".


We jump on the subway to explore the area of \u200b\u200bthe Mid-Town to the east and come out of the central station that looks more like a theater than a train station is a huge exchange but also a pleasant place to observe the comings and goings of people and then it is beautifully kept more than our train stations. Imagine the station in Rome or Milan or Bologna but beautiful and clean as a luxury cinema, and marble staircases, lighting and frescoes by: paintings on the ceiling are the signs of the zodiac embedded in the ceiling with lights that change color .... Then the icing part! Every few minutes there is a show of lights and images shot on the ceiling and walls and the station is transformed into a giant music box with streamers and rides that run on the walls! I mean this with minimal investment also have a station yet another tourist destination ... and rightly so.


The music ends and we go out exploring the neighborhood with a side trip to the doors of famous skyscrapers ... The Chrysler is the most beautiful and strange, but you can only see inside the atrium.
We move to the west to visit the public library which is another jewel of the city: a historic building with the style of a library "Old England" but all in all in wood with large rooms for reading endless shelves mileage, pictures and computer will take the opportunity to rest a while sitting in a room pretending to read something, but it is terdi and hunger is felt.
decide to move again in the East Village for lunch at a deli rather famous, or the place where was filmed the most famous scene from the film "When Harry Met Sally," one of the fake orgasm. The place turns out to be a) smaller than the predictable, there will be 10 tables to exaggerate, and a long counter where you order and then eat standing unless you are lucky enough to find to sit b) full to capacity then despite watering dishes for those strafritte and smell, very bad for the body but so buoooone, we decide to give up and go out after reading the sign that hangs above the table where they filmed the movie ("This is where Sally Harry knew, we hope you take what you took).
out again and looking for food, we make an interesting discovery nearby and certainly much more salutary for the city there are shops, a chain selling organic food, a supermarket where you can make the cost associated with full bio a kind of self-service where bowls and trays filled with food freshly prepared to eat upstairs. There is a lot of everything and everything good, with a lunch of lentil soup, bread and organic yogurt.
After lunch we go to Soho for a tour of the shops in the shopping district: there are tourists who come just for that also saw the favorable exchange rate but we are not smart buyers and we have no eye for the deal and then watch the windows and the people who buy, move to the human tide to the Greenwitch village, now it gets dark and we just have to wander around a little longer before returning to the hotel.
Meanwhile a mist descends, it seems that even the planes will not start: we take advantage of the atmosphere smoky for a ride in the hubbub of people between Fifth Avenue and Rockefeller Center: you can not move, all tourists are here to see the skating rink and the star of swarovski like tip of the tree for us is very tacky and much prefer the lights which they put up some buildings that seem giant gift boxes with bows made of lights.


REM All I Have To Do Is Dream
When I want you in my arms, When I want you and all your charms Whenever I want you
, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream

It 's late and we have not yet had dinner in the area do not have in mind no room to try and then decide to do a test: a couple of years ago we stayed in this area on Sixth Street (Hilton) and corner the hotel was one of the many walking with her cart but the peculiarity was that at any time of day or night, the ranks of the patrons were several tens of meters, erfino at 5 am, people did to the file as preparing the boys enjoy the "Barachini. On that occasion we have always wondered what was so special about those dishes to do so many people queue up, the rest of us every time we went though curiously we avoided spending hours in the queue.
Tonight we are here and we have nothing else to do then we put in the queue, because after a couple of years, the tail is still there while I look I see people who continue to flood in, people who arrive by car to move home the food to eat, children who speak enthusiastic about what awaits them in their turn, flying words like "delicious," "incredible", "fantastic."
We are always curious and hungry, when it's up to us after we take and we pay good 30/40 minutes.
I was saying that the American taste buds have fused ... no, it's much worse! How the hell do they do? So the dish consists of chicken or beef, your choice, along with rice and vegetables, in short, that is just chicken salad seasoned with spices and a few hyper-spicy sauce, but the term is still too little hyper! We are not people who eat the raw peperette not bother us but the Mexican ... Well this is really too much, is not You can even eat a bite without tears. The beauty is that it is the same for everybody, in fact the practice of people drown in the dish sauces, mayonnaise and katchup at will going to cover the fire in the gourmet dish.
It was also a good dish if it was not so strong but what I really do not understand is the enthusiasm of the city for these super spicy dishes that are to be dammed with the sauces .... boh
With doubt and his tongue on fire we go back to the hotel to sleep last day tomorrow and we are still waiting for a couple of strolls.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Balloon Powered Car Wikipedia

Ivan Crico in a Canadian web site

From: Little - February 9, 2009 page 06 section: GORIZIA
Ronchi. Another award for Ivan Jack, Bisiacaria artist and scholar, poet and painter. Today, the prose and poetry are also on Crico "Bibliosofia", a website originally created in Italy by Fabio Brotto and later also opened a section in Canada thanks to Egidio Marchesi, graduate studies in Italian Canadians in Toronto . The aim is to make known in Italy and Italian Canadian writers, both in Canada and Canadian writers Italian. For two years, in Canada, have joined the Marquis Egidio Elettra Bedon and Licia Canton scholars who treat the "Canadian literature and other cultures," with the task of finding the texts that have so far, in most cases, in English accompanied by a translation into Italian. In the last two editions of the magazine online you can also find some poems and an essay by Ivan jack. Graduated in painting at the Academy of Fine Arts in Venice, Ivan Crico has exhibited in Italy and abroad. An accomplished poet in English, since 1989, writes in archaic language Venetian called Bisiach. His poetry and essays have appeared in major Italian literary magazines. Recently, Jack, in the "Exhibition of Contemporary Art," presented his new sculptural work carried out in the garden of the church of Borgo Fornasir Cervignano.


Wednesday, February 4, 2009

The Top Of My Head Feels Sore



The second day of our vacation starts Yorkers Early in the morning with a hearty breakfast made in a base of Starbucks cappuccino extra-large and mega muffin with chocolate, in short, a sufficient amount of calories for a week.
Start enjoying these mash: if you take them with due caution may be to swallow, and the medium diverenti litrozzo card remains in those big glass of boiling water for at least an hour so you can enjoy breakfast on the way for some time.
Small note: the Americans have completely dissolved the taste buds! Drink beverages with temperatures close to those of the molten core at the center of the earth and do not make a turn while I have to wait at least twenty minutes to sip a cup of tea and I still scot language. Archived
the first - breakfast you go on a short stroll in the middle west side, right up to the first stop of the meter useful because my goal for the morning is something else.
You fly over the East River to Brooklyn to visit!


I really like this neighborhood, you can still breathe real air: in the midst of these people (tourists included) in these alleys with houses all with this style from '50s film with the staircase that goes door Christmas wreath with red and green, the stairs to the basement or maybe the store complete with conveyer belt to pull out the boxes and the style of a period that is slowly disappearing from many places here and throughout the rest of the country American. It seems that here is really strong spirit of conservation architecture and urban spirit mixed with a marked expansion into tourism as wanting to dispute the lights of Manhattan: the result is a lively district local Within an atmosphere rather sober, serious, or almost only semblance respectable. We have no time to investigate, we should instead spend many days and plus we retrace our steps because someone (me) did not realize that the camera battery was close to the red yesterday and someone else (always me) did not think of bring along a second battery. The result was a change of program back to the hotel to retrieve the drain. Brooklyn will be waiting later to close the circle the day.
After several hours of travel has become jelly and decide to try one of the many places listed as authentic local made in us, what we see in a thousand films with the bar and tables under the windows overlooking the street, with the style of the old fast-food (the place of this "happy days"?). We choose a place in Soho and Tribeca, where it says you eat the best burgers and in fact the chunks of beef is excellent and the chips are supplied with adequate: it dips would also add that we avoid because we are not used to the weight of qusto type of meal We do not want to exaggerate ... but thinking about it now, how hungry!
After lunch we stroll through the neighborhood, rather famous for the old cast-iron buildings and plenty of local pubs and trendy does not seem to portray him as popular as tourist guides, will be the time or perhaps does not attract so much or the famous pubs have been replaced by others in other neighborhoods, something not uncommon in this city where everything evolves at breakneck speed. However, the architecture of the buildings is nice and think of the huge loft, once economic solutions for artists and now uprooted lussosissimi penthouses trend for owners who do not even imagine living in some ex-warehouse or brothel, after all is fun and we bighellonaggio enjoy this.

Frank Sinatra, The sunny side of the street
Grab your coat and snatch your hat, leave your worries on the doorstep.
Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street.
Can not You Hear That That pitter pat and happy tune in your step.
Life can be so sweet on the sunny side of the street.

We wander to the south-west across the broad avenues and we bring in constitutional decision-making center of the city dominated by huge government buildings in classical style: the town hall, the supreme court, the police headquarters .... then we change the area still are immersed in other architectural styles still differ.

We're back in the middle of the island, far to the south and Broadway on that lap the financial district and then cross to the north across Manhattan.
Here are a couple of beautiful Catholic churches: the one we visited on our first stay in NY while we see today, the Church of St. Paul, has recently and sadly became famous because it was the place of the lunch break of the hundreds of people, volunteers, police officers, firefighters, who were busy during the most recent black city, because a part of the church is dedicated to the memory with plaques and decorations, and military and civilian posts. In fact, when you exit the back of the chapel you find yourself in the small cemetery adjacent to and few meters away stands the empty hole left in place of twin towers.
I think it's best to use the feeling of indifference to us because it is just one of many tourist destinations, and perhaps even for politicians is an opportunity, or was, but only for people who live and breathe here is very understandable drama that have lived and I'd rather not be one that passes through here smiling and making snap a souvenir photo in front of someone else's empty.
approaching continue our tour at Battery Park for a fleeting walk in the park full of people, a salute to Lady Liberty that will support us in the middle of the bay and a thought of gratitude for having already visited on his time along with Ellis Island: really great visit, but only these two goals taken away all day because of travel by ferries and the huge queues and meticulous controls more than anywhere else in the world (metal detector, body scanner, searches and compressed air jets against the poisonous powder) .. .. In short, thanks but we have already given. Resume
the metro and go back to where it all started today: Brooklyn would expect for a last ride at sunset with a break at sunset to the little park that is located in the middle of Brooklyn Bridge and the less famous but still charming Manhattan Bridge.
From here you can enjoy a breathtaking view of the skyline, and almost sorry that is dark, but we run the bridge to cross the East River while the spectacle of colored lights that flushing us wraps.
The walk on the bridge to be less difficult than expected: the almost two kilometers are nice and the wind from the sea is muted, almost zero dall'intrico cables that support the masts and then we enjoy the city lights gradually intensify as we approach.
For now we can do is go back to the hotel ... really? there is nothing else to do? But no, no and here I play my second card face down: After a rest I say to my boyfriend "well-dressed doll that we go out, Broadway is waiting for us!" and bring it to a couple of blocks, right on the legendary street theater and enter the lobby of the Winter Garden Theater.


I expected more enthusiasm, I'm just a romantic or will be the surprise was not so well hidden ... however, I honest with the staff to have bought the right tickets via internet and then make us sit.
Since I had to do the "grandeur" I took the closest place I could find, and enjoy the show great, some difficulties to understand some jokes but all in all we understand everything and can laugh with knowledge of the facts when it's time.
The show is very well done and now I understand why these theaters have become so famous and objectives for those who want to be an actor in the States, where a show is on the bill for years and people see it too many times: the organization that emerges is perfect in every detail, have set up a machine that would continue even if players are missing, in short the show is holding the people and not the other way (as we say over here). The people sing and have fun and we let it carry - for the record I do not like musicals! subject only to "The Blues Brother's" but that is a power of nature, otherwise I have trouble with Grease, but this is a gift to my blonde so ... But in the end it is like to me and then to the theater is a totally different effect than the movie musical on TV.

Abba, Dancing Queen
're in the mood for a dance And When
you get the chance You are the dancing queen

Young and sweet, Only seventeen Dancing queen

Feel the beat from the tambourine You can dance
,
You can jive Having the time of your life
See That Girl, Watch That Scene
Diggin 'the dancing queen

The music ends with a big crescendo and we already know that it will become a part of the soundtrack that will accompany this incredible memories viaggietto, the lights go out, thank the actors.
We rise and we finish the day, this time in earnest, with a quick snack in a bar in front of the theater. Tomorrow we still have to discover a new New York.