La primer sensación (seguramente compartida) fue:" no voy a acordarme de nadie, voy o no voy? Bueno... a lo sumo será como ir a cenar con un montón de gente nueva..."
Llegué cuando habían a
This first hour of the daylight day on Barbados is so often missed by vacationers and yet it is the most precious time of all: no meal times, activities or excursions to rush towards, no need to do anything but breathe deeply of the new day, relax wholly, completely and contemplate how fortunate we are to be here, now...
A Run in Barbados
Three o'clock in the morning is an odd time of day to be slathering on sun screen...Yet here I was doing just that in the depths of a velvet tropical night. I had learnt the hard way from my experience the previous year that although the Barbados Marathon may start under the cloak of darkness at five in the morning, recreational runners such as myself can expect to run half the race in the full glare of a fierce morning sun whose sizzling rays can burn a runner up well before the finish line. At 4 a.m. as we drive through the dark island lanes to the starting line on the outskirts of Bridgetown, thoughts not surprisingly turn to the question of why I ever planned to run over 42 kilometers in the tropics in the first place.
By 5 a.m. however, I am lined up at the start with hundreds of other half and full marathoners from countries all over the world. There are excited fraternal interchanges with Germans, Finns, British, Americans, fellow Canadians, and of course laconic and good-natured Bajans. The heat of the previous scorching day remains heavy in this hour before dawn as a pistol shot announces the start and the warm Bajan darkness swallows us runners.
