Homemade Canoe Stabilisers

CANICROS GUADALAJARA (THREE, TWO, ONE, GO ..)

"My quick and my fast had a baby Called SPEED"

Neither time, nor distress, adversity, could appease the anger contained within a human body. A body that did not run, floated, flew, as wind-driven kite, but the wind was not moving air, was a being with four legs can not bear to see a living in front of him during his rapid march.

One leg, then a leg and another leg and another leg more so in the 1600 meters, where, this time, everything was in favor of these two lost souls. No distractions, no smell, no pain, only anger that his heart was pumping every muscle, every cell, there is no rival who can hold their own pace.

Finally the desired goal, last glide and landing smoothly. Yes yes this time. A big farewell until next year.

Just one more thing.

"My Better Is Better Than Your Better"

Surprise in the starting line will be 400 meters lower than expected, this is certainly going to adventure , as soon as you double the distance of travel as they take away half. But who cares? We are going to enjoy and have fun, no pressure, no sanctions for judges, go to "every man for himself", something they call the popular race. Travel
plain, without mud, no slopes, no river, "but this is a Cross?, Would that all were well. Take advantage while we can and give every last breath. (You have to give a bit of professionalism to the chronicle).

I love, I have no words to describe this new modality, sprint uncomplicated stories, just a fuzzy feeling, a kind of mixture of suffering and joy to be there running, but not alone, corresponding with your faithful companion.

know when we will not run, just know that we run.

(by Miriam)

Music Recommended reading: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXzK0AFpmcI