Shoes and a Watch for Ica, an Unexpected 19 km for Me
After 100 km in Alberobello, sleepless nights, exhaustion, and a forced break, today’s run came exactly when it needed to. Bad weather, familiar roads seen through a tourist’s eyes, unexpected encounters, and stories told on the move. A run with no pressure, but with meaning—one that reconnected my legs, my mind, and my confidence for what’s next. Sometimes a comeback doesn’t arrive with fireworks, but quietly, in 19 kilometers run with a clear head.