First road marathon: mission aborted

In a nutshell, Francesco was sick and couldnā€™t make it to the startline. He fought with a fever for a week before deciding he was going to pull out. He had trained his heart out for his marathon debut, and I had poured all my energy into being the best supporter ever, but it was just not going to happen this time. It was harsh, but since we had already bought our flights we took off anyways and got to spend the loveliest weekend with both our families together, which almost never happens. Even so, I was surprised by how … Continue reading First road marathon: mission aborted