The Runner

For many being Kenyan is synonymous with being a runner. So as you can imagine I have been asked more times than I can remember if I run. I almost believed the hype myself when three years ago I decided that I must run at least one marathon in my life. On my first training day I reached deep and run a whole five minutes on the treadmill before my legs and lungs almost gave up. I trained on and off for a few months and then run what was to be my first of many short races that would build up to a marathon. I even recruited my sister to run a 10K race with me. When I received my medal for finishing that race I was ecstatic. It now hangs proudly from my temperature control box in my living room. Now when they ask me if I run, I say yes.



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