“I had no plans or programs. I never do, I don’t really come. Only the great desire to return to play, but after the accident it was not obvious that it happened”. So the Jova Bike Party was born
In life, when you fall and really hurt you, it takes strength to get up and take back the path. But you must have a special magic, stronger than the strength, to transform that fall into a dip, a somersault, a dance that makes you turn towards new, unexpected wonders. It is a magic that Lorenzo comes naturally, and so two years after the accident of Santo Domingo, in which he crumbled a femur, with the same bicycle and the same impetuous soul started from his house in Cortona to reach the lakes of Fusine, one step away from Slovenia. 770 km, like the days passed by that fall, to play at the No Borders Festival, in a magnificent place where the public could also arrive by bike. Five thousand tickets sold out in a breath, and five thousand bikes around him. Racing bikes, mountain bikes, pedal assisted, walking with the basket and also some glorious graziella, with the children in trailers: a fall, a somersault, a new wonder. Which has just passed, but the real wonder does not pass, in fact it is still all in Lorenzo’s eyes, while he tells me. “I had no plans or programs. I never do it, I don’t really come. Only the great desire to return to play, but after the accident it was not obvious that it happened. I committed myself to the maximum because it was a fierce desire, because the stage for me is, together with the bicycle, the place where I am fine. Of course I am in the private one I am fine with my family, I am fine with my girls also to do nothing, I am fine with my dogs, with my books. Toccasana forces me to give the best, to enter into communication with others, and this thing is curative, therapeutic, is festive and joyful.