It’s not that I have travelled a lot in my life (there’s still time, I
hope), but I’m sure Trieste is one of the most beautiful cities that exist!
It’s hugged by Slovenia, flirting with Croatia, cuddling with the Adriatic see.
Wikipedia says it’s
one of the oldest parts of the Habsburg Monarchy. And, in fact, when visiting
the city, you can feel the spirit of the empire of Austria-Hungary (said by
someone really bad at history). It’s everything, but Italian. You can hear
Italian language, people born here are called Italians and that’s all.
Trieste is a cradle of cultures, a lovely place where Latin, Slavic and
German cultures meet. You can see it in the streets, smell it in the kitchen.
It’s the place where Nothing SE POL, but everything is possible. There’s
something magical in its sunsets, in the air, in Bora (that I still cannot
stand), in that wonderful deep blue see, in the colorful and warm Carso. Its
main square, Piazza Unità leaves everyone wordless.
I used to meet my great Serbian friend during the spring/summer, after
work. We would take a gelato and go
to Molo to have our girl talk and
watch the sea and the sunset. The sky is different here, the Sun is warmer, the
air is lighter. There are beautiful places for trekking, great roads for
cycling, lovely ski centers. The only thing Trieste doesn’t have is the city
center. It doesn’t really exist. The only annoying thing about Trieste is Bora.
Everything else is like a dream.
Today was D-day for sailors. It’s Barcolana, the symbol of Trieste. You
can read more about it on Wikipedia.
Training in Trieste
On Strava and Garmin Connect you can find my favorite running and cycling tracks. This summer I used to run
to the sea, swim a bit and then go back home running. There are a lot of
athletes in Trieste. What I like most about my morning runs is when I meet
other runners and we say hi one to another. I like waking up before the sunrise
and putting my heels on only after running 10K in the morning. I feel energized,
vivid, awake, satisfied and proud of myself. I like running 5K hills before my
morning coffee. Ah, that’s another thing about running in Trieste! You can find
both flat terrain and great hills, asphalt or ground. Whatever you prefer.
There’s nothing more you could ask for. As for swimming, as far as I know, there
are just two swimming pools (closed during the summer), always full, so it’s
almost impossible to do a planned workout.
Angels in Trieste
Trieste is famous for its impolite and rude sales stuff. Fortunately,
there are a few lovely stores with great personnel. One of them is a bike
center Mathitech. You can find everything you need for your riding buddy and amazing
guys that will help you take care of him. I like taking Pedro there. Recently, they
opened a bike coffee shop, where you can take a break and buy yourself gels and
protein bars. I think that was a great idea and I hope their business is
running well. I am really grateful for all advices they gave me and all time
they dedicated to me and Pedro. I will be happy to go back there and I will
certainly advise everyone to visit them!
I met a guy who told me about one triathlete club in Trieste named Sport
Pool Trieste. I found them on FaceBook,
wrote to them, telling them I was looking for other triathletes in Trieste who
I could train with and who I could ask for help regarding trainings and races.
They were happy to give me a warm welcome to their club. I am not yet their
member, but I’m on their mailing-list and I hope I will meet soon some of them.
They seem like a really nice group. I am already friend with some of them on
Strava and we always give Kudos to each other. It’s nice to have such a
support.
I used to go running with a group of people from work before they left
Trieste and moved to Milan and Paris. I got to know better a few people this
summer when I was considering whether to try my hand at triathlon or not. I
asked them for advice when choosing my bike and my equipment and all of them
were eager to help me! My Ireland friend even went to the store with me, helped
me choose everything I needed and went for a very first ride with me, teaching me
how to unclip my shoes and not fall from Pedro. He had a lot of patience.
I cannot but to mention the guy from Sportler, a triathlete, that helped
me choose my new goggles and swimming cap. He was so enthusiastic when I told
him I was a triathlete beginner. Although the store was closing, he was full of
patience and incredibly gentle.
I haven’t met yet impolite athletes in Trieste. They were all angels,
ready to help. Please, make them your role model, be someone’s support, be
someone’s role model, someone’s angel in your city! Don’t forget that the more you
give the more you will get!