shoes
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Alessandra
This week has gone on a school trip to Florence. Then why I am persuaded by my wife Maria Luisa to set your alarm an hour later, though, as every Saturday, we had to bear early in the morning in the pool. When you do not have to push children out of bed to start struggling on the duties of the day, you can do everything much faster, thus recovering some precious moments of sleep.
Without turning off the other morning we have to do to let her daughter near the school, it took us a while to really get to the sports that we usually go. Anyone who has learned to know me can easily imagine my preference goes to a center not just fashionable, well away from the clamor of other more famous and popular in our city. It is clear from this that I am inexorably moving into advanced age, not to use terms more explicit in an attempt not to arouse the disapproval of his wife by my side that says he feels rejuvenated every day more and more. But not m'illudo; now approaching fifty years and greens certainly never return.
I still sometimes regret not having dared to do more to not hear me now wearing an ill-concealed sense of dissatisfaction with a life that defies quick way with the certainty of not having contributed much to leave this world better than I found.
Then in house dust do I linger on the calendar that Maria Luisa Alessandra and I got to read: " Have the same feelings towards each other, do not aspire to things that are too high, bend instead to the humble. Do not be wise in your own . And then the words of Paul to the Romans (of course, at least for the name, I too can benefit from it), and admonish me while m'acquietano soul.
go down the stairs before entering the pool and the locker room we have to remove your shoes. The one we have casually on the shelves of the cabinet Metal Seated in access. And we come back later. There are not many other pairs in their company. At this course there are few who have felt like to come and jump into the water. I plunged with enthusiasm even if sometimes catches me a chill, especially if I have avoided making a preliminary shower too hot to get used to the best skin and body at a lower temperature.
By slowly, now make efforts in vigorous strokes. The first tanks to complete the frog, with a style all my own, far from orthodox sports, but very good for me because I can constantly keep your head out of water. Then a bit 'of times here, perhaps even more to relax your back, I tried to turn around on myself trying to swim back. And now I know to stay afloat for several years without problems, but I never ventured into a different style from my usual. For a whole hour of non stop paddling, non-stop, but most never resting your feet on the bottom.
Now that I've learned to move properly stretched back, I find that the enjoyment is maximized. Do not go out over the water. I go back and forth staring at the ceiling of the pool that flows nicely in front of me (so I like to imagine). You do not want to even go to the bottom. If the enthusiasm and passion for strokes It brings a little more energetic 'anguish at this location is very easy to recover his breath. I tried to move even freestyle. I can only do a few meters in total apnea. Maybe later I'll be able to find rhythm and coordination and, if so, I will not fail to brief.
The time available to fly away too quickly. I do not feel tired yet. A pool instructor moves cautiously keeping the swimming classes to kids who come after us. Perhaps a gentle way for me to understand that it is unfortunately time to leave. Maria Luisa has already risen from a few minutes because he says he wants me to be slow and not wait too long. I leave reluctantly water. I wonder if the mother's amniotic fluid is the same feeling of well being. It is probably even better. The temperature is even higher: who knows how many fine lines on your fingertips!
Although me and took it easy in the shower and dressed myself, I leave the locker room before my wife. A previous Saturday, sitting on the bench in front, I paused a moment to observe the shoes arranged on the shelves. A psychologist might say a lot of careful watching us and our shoes as we have. It seemed to me to do something indiscreet, almost steal a moment of intimacy, remains there to fix them. Some people place them with care, with socks tucked in to each well, and who will leave us the bag of which were wrapped in plastic to carry them out below. There are small and a little spoiled, like mine, or elegant and stylish as those of the lady whom I met briefly looked a few weeks ago. It was exactly how I imagined. Not so young, but with some care and attention to himself. The shoes I had already filed. How much humanity can shine on our shoes. Those now misshapen and worn on the heel, tell us that we are dragging with difficulty under the weight of our years. Those shiny and well kept saying that we want to assert ourselves and have something more to society: in short, which do not We can go unnoticed.
How many shoes have spent on your feet, now that the progress and well-being let us know! Sometimes we buy more on a whim that need and can not even eat them all up to the point that they have remorse in throwing them. Not like our ancestors who walked on rough roads with only the feet clogs, shoes or sometimes not at all stuffed. All we have now we owe it to them and realized their dreams to become a better tomorrow, not full of hardships and sacrifices.
Perhaps the trouble for the things that was missing was so excessive that we are now submerged by the useless and surplus. We are forgetting what is really important and worth to travel on the road that we can bring lasting happiness. But not to be found if you search for the truth that leads us to love every man as our brother, he who takes off his shoes to enter a mosque to pray.
Sunday, April 25, 17:00 
