Since I was a kiddo, I thouroughly sucked at sport.
Then, one day, something changed.
2010: My first Marathon I moved to Ireland, where you need to drink 14-15 pints a week to keep training and I started getting weight. It was 2008, I was still young and 32. But Gino was growing.
The gym wasn’t, enough, I decided I would do the most incredible thing in my life: I’d run a full Marathon.
