Quest 'years ........ seems to want to end as it began raining.
And while he is still waiting for the cold, we are offered another weekend of bad weather.
No peace for the poor panting cyclists those two miserable days in which to find a little 'light where you can stroll on their cycles.
And so the ways of banks and the provincial government or the narrow lanes of the lost, they see hordes of sportsmen pedalanti in their colorful uniforms to make a striking contrast to the leaden gray sky and reap, sometimes, terror in the villages, where no civic sense of what you want are not respected, it will stop lights it different priorities ....... jerk!
But if you place a cloudy Saturday with its greyness in our way, much more could a Sunday, which was not spared a fine drizzle, and so once again ...... wet feet and ass, mtb filthy to clean the chain and sprockets 's dry and oil before the rust makes its appearance.
And after all this while you sleep to Locate, the question is ........
But the sky ........ It 's still blue above the clouds?
Grandissssssimi Pooh, help you!
Cesco (The Clown)
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