Cease everything the old muse sings. Since my debut in this glorious space, which seems to have happened in the Cenozoic era, I hit the key that lowering four or five seconds per kilometer at the pace of race makes no difference in the life of an amateur, at least not to the point of justifying the disbursement of two sticks in limited durability sneakers.
I am, or perhaps it is no longer, a critic of this bleeding bleeding by “responsiveness”, a property that is the current Abracadabra of the sports brands and that a pair of Kenyans has helped to break the barrier of two hours in the marathon, will not sign up to us amateurs at the Small Panther of Humanity.
Download in two minutes the time of the sock, in five of the marathon, should not, or should not, be our legacy for posterity.
But the devil is that the difference is remarkable, it may well be greater than these, and the result of a recent experience made me ligate. At the Florianópolis Half Marathon, which I ran last Sunday (4) at the invitation of Fila Brasil, which equipped me with its newly released Carbon 3, I did historical times.
In the 16 kilometers where the Strava was lively on my year -on -year cell phone, 11 of them were from passages equal to or below 4min32, with a 4min18 and four 4min25 rollers. The natural distortion of Strava is not a variable to be considered, as it meets these records with others made by the same application.
If I ran some 4min18 in life, it was on the USP club athletics track, the Cepê, with an express intention to stop as soon as it finished the two and a half laps that make up the modest kilometer.
But I was a goat, thinking that my star performance could have been influenced by other factors. Temperature: The 17 or 18 degrees of average certainly helped in performance, but were far from new. Altitude Zero: Who has never run by the sea? I am no exception. Evened Mandingas: The Chilean Carménère Bottle and Half Trashed early in the evening may have less accumulated alcohol than the two doses of brandy that so preciously open the work of Saturday’s unavoidable feijoada.
And as for feijoada, it was not, but that had happened last July, on the eve of my last marathon in Sao Paulo.
Evidence, however, is not exactly evidence, and I decided to take Carbon 3 to work on the USP track. I knew, because of my annual Biatlo classes, that I had never rode those 400 meters less than 1min45, and I tried to emulate the intense effort of those days. Well, it was not difficult to run ten seconds faster.
All this account may seem sterile to those who, in an intensely capitalist world, believe in the sincerity of brands’ advertising discourses, the sports sports. I took a long time to realize involved, another fetishist among fetishists, for the damn plaque tennis. I will want it on some proofs on the asphalt-responsiveness, you must imagine, disappear on Earth and other soft floors.
I start to think that the pixo required for the product – R $ 1,499 in the case of the above -line ecommerce – is the money from the drip. From Carmenère, I say.
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