I am finally settling into life here in Kapsabet. Locals are aghast when I greet them in Swahili, then reassured when I blankly stare back from there reply questions. I have had a whirlwind time these past few days.
Yesterday I met with 3-time Londn marathon winner Martin Lel. I got the opportunity to have my picture taken with him and his 30 man training squad. He absolutely blew me away with how genuine he was, while we had a 5-10 minute conversation. This all coming from a guy who many say has best chance at Gold in Beijing in the marathon.
Training yesterday was probably the hardest day yet, and laid hurt on me. I conked out in bed before we left for Eldoret in the morning. The hills disappear into the mist on morning runs, for poems that's nice, but not so much for running. I had an easy 40min run today and finally shook out all the exhaustion. My quads burn in a new way, they just gasp for oxygen and there is none to spare here! All in all though I feel strong and confident into joining one of the main training groups next week.
Dogs. Yes they have them here. Yes they are cute here too. Here they want to bite your hand or nearest limb off. As was told to me dogs are 'arrogant', couldn't really grasp that phrasing. But then I walked up to one and it kinda gave me a tough guy stance saying 'Think long and hard buddy'. Well for now I will just saving the petting until I get back home for my dog.
A journal to follow my travels through Kenya. Hopefully a window into the training methods of some of the best runners in the world.
2 comments:
Probably a good idea not to engage dogs there,maybe they think you're a mailman,without mace!Take a picture of them.
ah ha - so I'm guessing that's where the name of those middle/distance running racing shoes came from (Elderot)! Or am I way off?
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