Carry my written a few years ago in which the mountain and I were close ...
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Week - end?
literally means the end of the week, meaning the Saturday and Sunday.
as a moment to do all those things that normally during the week we can not for reasons of time. On weekends, this great moment to live in every precious moment. It has different representations for everyone who is waiting for them to rest, those who longing to unburden himself in his favorite sport and who only a moment to pull the plug from the usual problems. But what is exactly the weekend? A moment of escape? The search for something you want during the week?
There are people who do not wish the we?
is waiting for the next live your life ... if we live for this then you are already condemned.
But the purpose is that?
get to the next w-e?
Quando non hai uno scopo, quando scopri che il progetto che ti ha portato avanti è soltanto un palliativo creato a perfezione dal tuo più intimo io per sopravvivere, allora ne cerchi un altro, più tangibile. Succede allora che subentrano una serie di meccanismi che inconsapevolmente riportano ad uno scopo sicuro, un traguardo che sai che potrai tagliare. Hai bisogno di gratificazione immediata. Ma neanche questo ti soddisfa, con il tempo capisci che non puoi continuare a fingere e allora cambi sistema, cambi l’oggetto dei tuoi desideri. Il sistema cambia, ma il perché rimane il medesimo, perché non riesco a trovare il mio scopo in questa vita? Adesso è il turno dei w-e. Vado avanti a w-e. Il prossimo mi porterà I wanted to make a race, for which I trained hard in recent months. At the end of the physicist reminded me of what was not counting on him and on myself. Some minor accident reminded me that I am not a machine, are not made to do this race. It will not change anything if I participate or not in this race, will not change either in me or in any other ....
know myself, my thoughts, my body and my limits even before attempting a comparison, I know how to overcome them deceive and how to overcome those boundaries that I relegate to a plan that does not belong.
But we can lose myself in ....
total failure in the problems trivial and all-powerful joy in overcoming an extreme limit.
And so I end up in "paranoia" for a country ... we went to that
Saturday morning wake-up brings me back to the real world detached from a dream that gave me the feeling that maybe it was more real than the alarm clock. Trying to figure out what's going on I find myself at lunch with no idea how to proceed my day, some calls me back to a way out. Programming begins, there are many things to fix, to do, to see. The air is to be able to do something sensible, the possibilities are there, the will not ....
phone calls that were expected risolte con un nulla di fatto. La programmazione è andata a quel paese. Mezzo w-e è andato a quel paese.
Insuccesso totale….
Nella settimana ho attrezzato un breve percorso per gli allenamenti con le piccozze, ora è momento per sfogarsi un po’. Mi vesto con calma, controllo che tutto sia a posto, la lentezza nel fare questi movimenti dà un sentimento tangibile di un qualcosa che tra poco accadrà, l’azione. Sono pronto, incomincio con decisione e non mollo fino a quando le mani non riescono più a stringere le piccozze, scivolo, riprendo le piccozze e riparto, il dolore agli avambracci è forte, cerco di scaricare il peso sulle gambe ma sono troppo impegnato a stringere con forza l’impugnatura planted in the wood of a tool that supported me for a few millimeters to a few meters from the ground to ensure that the head acting on a technical level. The pain is unbearable, I almost feel a sense of pleasure knowing that I am over my limit, I try to move right and flight. The wood simply because it did not take the blow dealt to me was undecided, not correct. The harness and the rope ends to prevent the ground, the rest hung and I laugh, I'm happy at the same time I feel a rage almost painful. I still have ice axes in hand, have flown with me. Do I trust my material, I count on them, if I find a good feeling it will not even try certain things. Wait for ten minutes and allotment. This time the pain appears almost immediately, I try to push as high as possible, I realize that the flight is near the rope and control. I have not recovered in the impetus to climb the rope in excess and this is equivalent to a flight that would take me almost to the ground! I try to get into the teeth from the pain of the forearms. When there is almost a foot the thought causes me to jump off a contrasting sense of security but also of will to not give up because there is little. Touch the ground, I arrived. The axes fall to the ground I have no way of knowing what is going on, I see that my hands are closed into a fist and began to make without me knowing. It hurts. I'm not worried, I know only that I asked too much from them.
Joy omnipotent.
take a few minutes I can resume full power of the hands but I realize that your forearms are ko. E 'come in the evening and tomorrow I'm going to participate in a race snowboard mountaineering and after making all go to bed, thoughtfully.
The alarm clock breaks again in my state of almost apparent reality for me to discover that true reality is sometimes unpleasant. I do not know what happened in the night but my left eye is swollen at the bottom, left half open. After a check in the mirror I decide to go back to bed to continue looking for that dream semi real. Just before falling asleep to congratulate my eye and the thin excuse that it gave me to stay a letto. Mi rialzo con le campane della chiesa e il mio pensiero volge subito alla gara che ho saltato, guardo fuori e vedo che piove, sono contento della scusa dell’occhio. Il w-e è andato, non ho fatto nulla, tranne scrivere queste righe e mi chiedo che senso potrà avere pubblicarlo sul sito. Forse nessuno, come d’altronde non ha senso aspettare un altro w-e. E’ adesso che viviamo, ogni ora, ogni minuto che passa è il nostro w-e. Ogni momento è quello giusto per fare quello che desideriamo, non aspettate il w-e o un ripiego di esso, se siete tra quelli che sanno cosa vogliono non avete nient’altro che farlo.
Ma se siete alla ricerca di uno scopo ogni momento è buono per fare un passo dalla parte giusta. L’importante è non fermarsi e lasciarsi trasportare….
Buona settimana a tutti.
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