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.
Date: August 31, 2011
What a day and what a run!
Who would have thought that in the middle of the week, when a new month is about to begin, when most of the Urban Swaras (URB) have lots of end month reports to write, that, these Urban Swaras would be able to wake up at the required hour and turn up for the run. But turn up they did. Running is truly addictive and runs deep in the URB blood.
Date: September 3, 2011
The weather was perfect for a run, not too cold and with the sun struggling to appear on the horizon.
The chosen grounds were also just so right with no traffic as most of the crowd was fast asleep after a lazy free Friday afternoon and a Friday night spent (I’m sure) partying away at least part of the just received monies…
Unlike the 30 + crowd that appeared for the IDD Run this time we had about 10 or so people all looking ready for the run no matter the kilometers.
On a warm Saturday morning, the tough hard-core Swaras set out to challenge one of the toughest runs in Kenya. We meet at City Square. When I get there, violet is all set for the challenge. Next I see Ajaa, Ferrah and Mulinge who is always laughing and anything he says is always so funny.
We take off by 8.12am. First stop at Blue Post in Thika to view the Chania Falls. That was amazing. Next we fuelled up our tummies with huge picnic that the cameroonians organised. They had everything sorted from ham, eggs, bread, sausages, ketchup, salad, you name it, they had it all.