Coffee and Hills

Pescara, Italy · 2026-10-14

I sat on my balcony in Pescara watching the clouds roll over the hills while I reviewed my next race plans on my tablet. My grey hoodie kept me comfortable as the temperature settled into that perfect cool range between eleven and twenty-two degrees. Even with just a braid in my hair, I smiled for the photo because this mix of training and travel is exactly why we do what we do.

Write to Marta in Spanish and she answers — about her day, with photographs. What you got wrong comes back struck through with the right version beside it. Every word is tappable.