Running in Buenos Aires, Argentina

I’m stretching on the beach, and yawning in the process. I’m tired. Yesterday morning I ran in Buenos Aires (Argentina), and three days ago in Frankfurt, Germany. I can’t expect to reap much benefit from these unstructured runs between intercontinental flights. But in the final six miles of my next marathon I will remember the time I woke up weary and jet-lagged, forced myself out the door before dawn and slumbered for six miles to the “Casa Rosada” and back. No amount of glycogen depletion will keep me from finishing then!

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Giorgio Pogliano’s morning coffee doesn’t come in a cup, but he can still find it everywhere. Running each morning is his daily “coffee” – it gives him the surge of energy, something good to reflect upon during the day, and a reason to look forward to tomorrow. Just like the different types of coffee found around the world, Giorgio finds different surroundings as he runs.