Two wheels the road diabetes

Chapter VI The race Standing up, like two kids, Alcide and Carlo were following the last meters of the race. It had been a long day which had started many hours before.

Around 12.00 Alcide arrived with some pastries.

“I went to Trevisiol, I think it’s the best bakery. Don’t put them in the fridge though, please” Brio immediately smelled them, and started wagging his tail and running around.

“Hm, he seems so old but the moment he smells Sicilian Cannoli he comes back to life. Come on, sit down” “How are we going?”

“There is a little group ahead, about ten runners” “As usual” Alcide sat down on an old Frau and Brio started sniffing his hands. He lit up a Marlboro light. “Ever thought about quitting?”

“Of course! As Mark Twain said: I quit smoking every day, it’s not that hard” “Mmh… how cultured” After a few coughs, highlighted by Carlo’s hands clapping, Alcide found his voice again. “Is there any Italian?”

“Yeah, but more importantly there are four diabetics” “What do you mean diabetics?”

“Yeah, it’s true. There’s a team… what’s its name… whatever, it’s hard to remember. Anyways, the guys in this team are all diabetics. Or so the commentator said” “You must have heard something wrong” “No, no, he said it a few times. They have diabetes.”

“Do you really think you could race the Milan-Sanremo with diabetes? And breakaway, too?”

“I’m telling you, it’s true. Four of this diabetic team are here, running ahead. And they’re running like trains. Look at them” The commentator’s voice interrupted their discussion. “Andrea Peron and Umberto Poli are exchanging places ahead of the group. Behind them Planet and Henttala in the smaller group. Again, these guys, the Team Novo Nordisk, all have type 1 diabetes and needless to say this breakaway means something even more special to them.”

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