Congratulations to the facilitator of this run/hike – Amai. It was very well organized – in true Urban Swara fashion. But that’s as far as I go in all smiles & a hearty hats off towards Amai. If I thought having Amai organize this run and not Ajaa would mean a gentler, less rigorous trail up the mountain and round the crater then I was highly mistaken. I should have known that they are identical twins & thus expect, hell, high water, sulfur & brimstone, & the works.
This is Monday, and as promised, follow the link at the bottom to view photos; right from departure on flight TPG something, something, something, piloted by the very interesting pilot Cockar, with whom Ndinda made a good acquaintance (I have no idea how the other flight was piloted); to the various stops on the way to Moshi where at one stop a good number of you disappeared into the bushes in a bid to reduce body weight ahead of the run, and at another some of you went behind the curios and ate and I had no idea people were eating!!! (though I identified myself with the Cameroonian contingent and had very sweet mandazis to show for it)
“The Eagle has landed”
On the morning of the day of the marathon (18/2/2012), I woke up at 5.00a.m., took a quick cup of tea and bread and left. The MC had emphasized that the Swara Van would leave at exactly 6.00a.m.
Last Saturday run from Ivangara ended with me screaming in the shower. And it is not what you think. Rather, it was the pain of water touching my raw wounds; while still on the first kilometer, right after crossing the road at James Gichuru, and waving thankfully to the driver who stopped to let us cross, I kissed the ground. Practically. I must have tripped on the protruding root of a tree, or something- I may never know. It seemed that everything went in slow motion and the next thing I knew was Avani et al helping me get up from the ground, serious concern written all over their faces.
Date: October 1, 2011
I could not tell which part of my body was most inconvenienced. I could still breath, but those short and heavy gaps were not enough to provide for the most needed oxygen; my muscles were aching and trembling, a big cramp was just around the corner; my feet and toes were on fire making me wonder if I had the correct running shoes. Ahead of me was Kimi, attacking Kona Baridi hill. At that moment I was thinking loudly “What the $%^&*@ a Cameroonian doing in this road trying to run like a Kenya..?”. The Hummer slowed down besides me; the driver (I did not get his name); who has been nice throughout, yelled “umechoka??” (Are you tired?) Without giving it a second thought, I opened the door and jumped inside the Hummer; I felt a cramp in my muscle thigh..!
Date: September 24, 2011
This Saturday’s run took place at the A.P Camp in Kibiko.
We assembled at 7.30 with a new member on board, welcome Kimmie. Linda made a rare appearance, we need to see her more often. Avaani, Susan & Mercy; where are you? So on to the run…
Amai & myself were part of the group that did 25 k’s. Minutes into our run, we came across a stray dog, who followed us all the way back to Kibiko. Efforts to get it’s email address wer’e unsuccessful though.
Date: September 24, 2011
By the calendar, the 24th September 2011 run was to be held at the A.P Station, some 3 Km from the Kedong Valley, the valley that is loved and dreaded by the runners in equal measure depending on their level of fitness and on whether they are running it up or down.
We left Nairobi at around 6.20 to Ndakaini. We stopped at Ngara to pick one of the Swaras who was late at the meeting point and he was obliged to catch a taxi to join us, we also stopped at Thika to pick another member and at that stage I took some pictures. After spending 10 min, without seeing anybody, the chairman gave the go ahead to the driver and we left without her. While travelling, we of course felt the absence of MK. The only movement in the car was some of us standing to go to take some bananas or oranges. Fortunately, around 30 minutes before reaching Ndakaini, Tata stood in front of the bus and entertained us a little bit. Amai was very impressed to see her standing while travelling.
Date: September 17, 2011
So the Swara’s who didn’t face the hills of Ndakaine, 4 of us, gathered at Ocean pub for a morning run. Lena, Ginette, Rau and I.
As one of the more experienced runners (read, Marathoner!ha ha! ) for the small group I stepped boldy forward and suggested a route which we all agreed on.
The beauty about the Karen, Miotoni, Windy Ridge route is that you can make it as long or as short as you want, which we thought would be good for our group that morning.
Date: September 4, 2011
There was one other Swara event that took place at the weekend, courtesy of our Ausie Swara, Josephine.
Josephine is a Triathlon athlete and last year introduced the Swara’s to this gruelling and challenging event. Last Sunday was the first triathlon event of this year and although a small turn out went extremely well.