La pioggia non spegne la passione
Lo scenario apocalittico che ha colpito la provincia di Brescia non è stato sufficiente a intimorire i piloti che si sono sfidati nella pista di Verolanuova Domenica 12 Maggio. Senza timori si sono lanciati su un fondo fangoso che li ha visti scontrarsi fino all’ultimo salto, dai mini 65 fino ai più esperti dell’over 50. Anche il questa occasione la UISP è riuscita a offrire un’esperienza professionale ai piloti che nonostante le condizioni climatiche non hanno tradito le aspettative, regalando spettacolo ai tifosi accorsi per sostenerli. Un ringraziamento speciale e doveroso va al Motoclub Verolese per la straordinaria capacità nel gestire al meglio gli imprevisti e le avversità rendendo di fatto possibile lo svolgimento della competizione. Non resta che dare appuntamento al prossimo impegno che si terrà a Cremona il 26 Maggio.
I bought a BIKE for a personal dream.
One day when I am very old and when I can not walk anymore, it will be in my garage as a trophy of my memories.
I met people who taught me something and have the same spirit and I met others that I'm glad I forgot, I got wet, I felt cold, I felt warm, I was afraid, I fell and I stand up, I even hurt myself, But also, I laughed out loud inside the helmet.
I spoke a thousand times with myself.
I sang and shouted with joy like a madman,
And yes sometimes I cried.
I have seen wonderful places and lived unforgettable experiences. I often made curves that even Marc Marquez would be proud of other times I made curves full of terror. I stopped a thousand times to see a landscape.
I spoke with perfect strangers, and I forgot people I see every day. I went out with my demons inside and returned home with a feeling of absolute peace in my heart.
I always thought how dangerous it is, knowing that the meaning of courage is to advance even feeling fear. Every time I go up to my machine I think about how wonderful it is.
I stopped talking to those who do not understand, (they just do not understand) and I learned through gestures to communicate with other riders.
I spent money that I did not have, giving up many things, but all these things are not worth even a moment about my BIKE
It is not a means of transport or a piece of iron with wheels, it is the lost part of my soul and my spirit.
And when someone says to me: "You have to sell the BIKE and you have to be a more serious person" I do not answer. I just swing my head and smile, Walking on.
BIKE only the person who loves them understands it. May God bless my friends and their toy of great people and the adventure continues. **** I have copied these line but worth of sharing my feeling 😊