OroOro
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Current format, Book, 2023, , All copies in use. Offered in 0 more formats"Le gare non sono mai state una passeggiata per me, ma quella lotta allultimo respiro io la cercavo. Se capivo di dover entrare in acqua e combattere alla morte, ladrenalina mi scorreva ed ero felice. La condizione ideale per gareggiare era sentirmi un animale braccato. La sera prima di una gara quasi non mangiavo. Era la tensione, certo, ma anche un modo di prepararsi allassalto, come il lupo che prima di andare a caccia per affrontare la lotta digiuna, dimagrisce. La fame o linappetenza non erano solo forme nervose, ma manifestazioni di un atavico istinto al combattimento. Allinizio, quando ero solo una ragazzina, mi sentivo un vuoto dentro che riempivo con le vittorie, ma dopo un po non era più quello. Da un certo punto in poi lho fatto solo per me stessa. Mi chiedevano a chi volessi dedicare le mie vittorie. Le più difficili, quelle che arrivavano dopo periodi duri, quelle delle rinascite le ho dedicate tutte a me stessa. Perché io ero lunica a sapere che sacrifici avessi fatto per ottenere quei risultati. Io ero il lupo. Cosa ne sapevano gli altri, chi aveva vissuto anche solo la metà di quello che avevo vissuto io? Questo fa di me una stronza?" --"Racing has never been a walk in the park for me, but I was looking for that fight to the last breath. If I understood that I had to get into the water and fight to the death, the adrenaline come and I would be happy. The ideal condition for competing was to feel like a hunted animal. The night before a race I almost didnt eat. It was the tension, of course, but also a way of preparing for the assault, like the wolf that fasts and loses weight before going hunting to face the fight. Hunger or lack of appetite were not just nervous forms, but manifestations of an atavistic instinct to fight. At the beginning, when I was just a young girl, I felt an emptiness inside that I filled with victories, but after a while it wasnt that anymore. From a certain point on I did it only for myself. They asked me who I wanted to dedicate my victories to. The most difficult ones, the ones that came after hard times, the ones of rebirth, I dedicated them all to myself. Because I was the only one who knew what sacrifices I had made to get those results. I was the wolf. What did anyone else know, who had lived even half of what I had lived? Does that make me a bitch?" --
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