It is true that in the last Famara Total, nine minutes separated me from Oswaldo and San Ginés, just as it is true that Jenifer Galán beats me hands down in the ten-kilometer race. But this article is not about winners or losers, but about what I see and dream when I run through Teguise.
Those of us who run now are called runners, I am content to put on my shoes and trot, and I do it frequently through the Municipality of which I want to be Mayor. It is no longer a question of burning calories or clearing my head, but it allows me to see a reality that can be greatly improved and to dream of changing things.
When I run through the payments of Teguise I see that most of the works, after more than a decade of CC, are from the time of Dimas, and I wonder how much time we have lost.
From Tahíche to Arrecife, a road that could well be the best sports avenue on the island if the gym equipment, the promised furniture, the vegetation and beautification of the roundabouts that one of the main arteries of the Municipality requires were to appear.
If I march through the Vega de San José or Nazaret, I observe the opportunities of the Teguise countryside if all our farmers had access to agricultural water, if having a meter and sufficient water did not require praying to the Virgin of Guadalupe or Carmen.
In Costa Teguise, the bike path, the rehabilitation of the Las Cucharas promenade and its continuation to Sand Beach, the skeletons or the care of our gardens are pending subjects of a government that appeals to bad luck whenever something does not go well.
And if the trot leads me to Famara, which some only remember in summer, a main roundabout appears waiting to be made as beautiful as those of Yaiza, a ghost agro-industrial complex, without forgetting the lack of decent shoulders for runners and cyclists.
Wherever I run, pending issues, such as the conservation of historical heritage, of our mills and millinas, our washing piles in Famara or the quarries and roferas.
I could continue running several more kilometers, defying those who say that running is for cowards, but I will stop to tell them "Be brave, run", because the change in Teguise has begun. See you in the race.
By Marcos Bergaz, candidate for the PSOE to the Mayor of Teguise