Saturday - 21.5km
Tuesday - 11 km
Today (Thursday) - 26km
Last night, my friend Alex said something along the lines of:"You look very tired Thomas - if you don't mind me saying so. Are you sure it's a good idea to run 26km tomorrow considering that we're going to be in the mountains on Saturday?"
I was tired. I was very very tired. It had been one of those days where it felt like Kampala had conspired to make things as hard as possible. Normally I cope well with it. Yesterday it got to me and when that happens it just sucks all energy out.
Anyway, Alex's very kind and polite suggestion, made me consider my options. To make a long story short, I decided to man up and give it a go anyway. I set out at 6pm. In the first 13 kms I made two 1 minute stops to drink some water and to have some energy gel, ran until it got dark and then put on my head torch. 2 hours and 19 minutes later, I was back. What a great run.
But all that is not really that interesting. No. What's much more interesting is the dilemma I am facing because of my wife. Not only does my wife look better than me, it turn
It's not a matter of who's faster than who. Running is about personal achievement and having fun. And my wife's definitely proven that.
Well done babe :-) Ad finem!
Marathon Madsen
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