Sotokoto 2011 – held in May but…
When I left the house at 8.15am for the morning run, I deliberately put on the Sotokoto marathon T-shirt issued last year. This was to enable me compensate for the third annual edition of the run that I had surely missed. The inaugural run was held on May 15, 2009. The 2010 run was held on May 23.
Bad memories
I had heard little about the Sotokoto Safari marathon since the year began, apart from it being held in May as per tradition. I was not surprised that Sotokoto had not publicised the run. It has been their bad tradition to do everything wrong in organizing this marathon. Take last year for example. They had launched the run about six-weeks to the event and indicated registration centres as AK offices, Equity bank branches, Uhuru gardens secretariat and KWS offices. None of these listed centres were aware of this run weeks after the inauguration. Even the KWS headquarters offices seem to be lacking in details of the registration process. By one week to the run day, only KWS offices were accepting registration and payments, though they did not have the running kits. The kits were availed a day to the run. By run day, registrations were still ongoing. We did not get any medals or certificates. Enquiries one year later have not yielded any information on the fate of the participants certificates. That is what I mean by badly organized.
Revenge
My Sunday run was to be a slap on the face of the organizers. I was confident that the Safari marathon was being held on this Sunday, the 29th day of May. Their lack of proper publicity had prevented me from registering. Nonetheless, there was a good level of satisfaction, as I started my run with the Sotokoto kit. Revenge felt good. I would run my half-marathon at the comfort of the routes that I knew, even as the real Sotokoto took place on Langata road.
I had forgotten to carry my stopwatch from the workplace, having used it last during the Friday mid-day run. Nonetheless, I still had to determine my run time. The wall clock read 8.15am as I left the residential compound for the walk to the main road to start the run about a minute later. I started the run slowly to navigate the busy Uthuri main street, now crowding with church going people and noisy matatus, which have specialized in stopping anywhere in the middle of the road. These same brand have no respect for pedestrians or runners.
No runners
I took the flyover to Ndumbo at a slow pace and headed for the Vet loop at an increased pace. By the time I was through with the loop back to Ndumbo, I had settled on a comfortable pace. I went downhill toward the river, then uphill to ‘tarmac’. The run on Lower Kabete road to Ngecha diversion was uneventful. For the first time during a weekend run, I failed to meet a single runner! I usually meet one or two on this stretch. The Ngecha road to Getathuru road, a stretch of about 10 minutes, was fairly downhill, on road section that is in dire need of repairs.
The Getathuru road towards Kitisuru estate is uphill all the way to the diversion to the river and upto ‘tarmac’. This ten-minutes section was a big stress. At the Kitisuru stage, I pass a group of bystanders. They observe my approach having muted their conversation to let me passby. I glance backwards just in time to see one of them pointing in my direction while saying ‘Wanjiru’.
Thirty minutes after hitting the tarmac, I manage to retrace my route to Ndumbo, back to the Vet loop through the flyover and back to my residence. I read the wall clock at 9.59am. I had just conquered 21.5km - just like that. (G-map says 21.3km, but it does not cater for the terrain. My pedo has averaged 21.8km after about five runs on the route over time)
Happy
I am happy that I managed to do my own Sotokoto marathon in good time – 1.44.00. This is prefect revenge for the actual run that should also be finishing at Uhuru Gardens. After refreshing and even taking a day out to visit a colleague, I was eager to watch the evening news and confirm that the Sotokoto event actually happened. Why the sports news is usually the last part of news still puzzles me. (Probably a proof to humanity that sports issues are more trivial that we make them look). I had to wait until about 10.00pm for the sports news to be broadcast. There was nothing on Sotokoto. Was it because of the Wembley UEFA Champions League finals excitement where Barca trounced Man U, and in good fashion too? (From ‘trounced’ to ‘fashion’ are not my words. That is what the broadcaster said). I was left puzzled by this lack of mention to such an event that should have closed a major city road for over 3-hours.
Last laugh
The event organizers finally had the last laugh, when I visited their website…
Welcome to Sotokoto website – the third edition of the event shall be held on 31st July 2011. Countdown 61days 12hours 36minutes 40seconds.
WWB, Nairobi, May 30, 2011
Running
Running
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Western Kenya run, ignore rumours about the Muliro gardens
Western Kenya run, ignore rumours about the Muliro gardens
Nairobi, Kenya, March 20, 2011
We run – in every town
The 2011 run season started nine weeks ago. When I started the countdown with my running team on January 17, I did not know that time will run so fast, and that by the time am updating the blog some events would have shaped the course of our calendar in the year.
I just received invitation to participate, with my team, in the inaugural Kakamega Marathon 2011. This run was bound to happen sooner than later. This is because the trend in Kenya over the last three years has been to hold specific town runs to commemorate a particular aspect of the town, mostly conservational related issues. In this light, we have had the Nyeri marathon to conserve Mt. Kenya, the Nyahururu marathon to conserve the rivers that serve the central highlands, Eldoret marathon to celebrate our great rift valley and conserve it and the Nakuru and Naivasha marathons to conserve these lakes. We have even had the Mombasa marathon sensitizing residents of the need for a cleaner ocean and beachfront. The Kisumu City marathon educates participants on importance of conserving the Lake Victoria and encourages East African cooperation since the water mass connects the three countries. The Nairobi marathon remains the unique one – this one is for conservation of the eye sight!
Photos
I champion the interest of those interested in armature running. I would therefore encourage participation in any runs within and outside our country. It is this quest that has made me consider this forthcoming event. The Kakamega marathon happens this year in June. The initiative is spearheaded by Masinde Muliro University. The combination of the town and the institution has not resonated well in the past three weeks. This is after some x-rated photos made their way onto the net, purported to have been taken at Kakamega's Masinde Muliro Gardens, with some of the characters being claimed to be institutional students. The late Masinde Muliro was a freedom fighter and Kenyan hero, who hailed from the Western Kenya region. The gardens and the institution, both situated in the town, are named in his honour.
Since the showing of these pictures took a national dimension with all major news players in the country making it a headline, I knew that my task of championing the KK marathon would be hard, unless I did something about the news. Friends (and some haters) have even called me to state that, “You lunje's are very hyper! You go around getting it on the public park in broad daylight – wapende wasipende”
Let me therefore dispense with the matter of the photos so that we can go on with our lives. I have monitored several conversations on this topic and pointed out issues that contributors ignored in their commentary and outright harsh judgment. Having spent more than four continuous years in the town of KK, I know quite a lot about the town. Subsequently, the student loan scheme forced me to this town at least twice every year for another five years. I still pass by this town at least twice when visiting folks in that region. I have also handled a camera for quite a long time, starting with the manual film strip type, to the digital ones. I still like the feel and sharpness of a Fujifilm. A Canon that I used sometime mid-last year was also quite something, especially on daylight conditions. The Sony remains the popular and easier one to handle though.
Ten reasons
Let me start with a disclaimer that I do not support indecent exposure and public nudity. I believe that private matters should be kept private. Nonetheless, contrary to popular belief, the photos were fake and stage-managed to give KK town bad publicity. Ten reasons why you should not believe the stories behind the photos:
1. Why do we believe that the bench is located at the gardens in KK? It could be any bench anywhere. (I know there is a similar bench at Muliro Gardens, but is it the same? Currently someone is collecting 20/= for those willing to see this particular bench! Wasn’t this a script to collect money eventually?)
2. The actors were just that, actors. You can deduce this from their many actions (or lack of). You can clearly see that in some instances they seemed to be asking for direction on how to pose.
3. The hidden photographer concept is deliberately propagated. The location suggests that the camera is straight ahead, probably on steady hands (or a tripod). The photos are taken with a zoom setting with a clarity that suggests about 10-15m max. The camera is placed at eye level, about 1.5-2m above ground.
4. The photos posted on the internet were basically random, ignoring the order of how they were taken. This has caused quite some debate on 'taking yoghurt before' vis-a-vis 'taking after'. If one bothered to put the photos in the order of their being taken, then you would know that they were following a script.
5. There was no evidence of any action. Nudity is portrayed, but that is all – the rest is just taking of poses as instructed by the director.
6. Why did the news hit the media in March, when the photos were taken in December and January? Isn't news supposed to be 'news'?
7. The photos did not attempt to conceal the digital markers. So unless the photographer or the person processing is a digital guru, we know the model of the equipment used is a Sony DSC-W120, a fairly common armature equipment. The setting were mostly 3M auto, which affected some focal settings and hence the tint on some images. (A W120 is a 7.2mp camera at maximum setting, with a 2x digital zoom. Am a regular user of the superior W130, which is a 8.1mp and 4x zoom)
8. I have been told on my face that the actors are lunje's. Can you just know someone's tribe by looking at a photo? Isn't that too much of a generalization? Even the stereotyping of our gals was not considered when this generalization was being made!
9. I have already talked about the order in which the photos were taken. If you were to zero into the timing, then you shall have quite some food for thought. Some sequences are taken within a minute. Some change of position/posture could not happen in the time span. By the way, the police scene, that is mostly misjudged, needs to be taken in perspective. The action occurs first before the police meets the couple. It is not the other way round. So, if the police meet two people standing in a garden, what are they supposed to do? Charge them with 'prior action'? (And while at it, this was in December)
10. Lastly, why should we be bothered with consenting adults having their thing wherever they want, at whatever time they want to? They can record the sights and sounds if they so wish! My only discontent is the broadcasting of the material without the consent of the actors, and the subsequent passing of judgment.
Lets just run
The invitation for the Kakamega marathon 2011 was forwarded to my mailbox by one of the members of my running team. It is a run worth considering. It gives members of my running team, and anyone else the opportunity to not only participate in an endurance run, but also sample the scenery of the western Kenya circuit. This part of Kenya is predominantly agricultural, green most of the year and rainy throughout the seasons. The main cash crop is sugar cane, with major sugar factories located in Mumias and Nzoia. The people are quite friendly, the boda boda bicycle taxi concept has some roots in the region, while the mondia is quite a popular thing. I have deliberately left out the origin of the chicken as we know it, but that is for your finding out.
The details of this event are:
Host – Masinde Murilo University of Science and Technology
Theme – Conservation of the Kakamega Tropical Rain Forest
Purpose – nurture talent in sustainable management and conservation of biodiversity
Registration fees – Yet to be communicated (just budget 1,000/= (US$ 12) for this)
Date – Saturday, June 4, 2011
Time – 7.00am (subject to confirmation)
Run categories – 21km half marathon & 10km road run*
Starting point – Mumias town (for marathon)
Finishing point – Kakamega town
Registration modalities and deadline – Yet to be communicated
*There shall also be a 10-km road race, whose route is yet to be finalized. The 10km run will probably be held from Kakamega town through a 10-km circuit back to the town. (I still wonder how they shall manage two starting points, but the details shall follow).
How to get to Mumias
This is generally a fun run, that should enable you enjoy the good green environment of Western Kenya. The challenge is to be at the Mumias town starting point in good time. If you can manage a run immediately after travelling, then the easiest option is a Friday night bus from Nairobi to Mumias, arriving about 4.00am, then just go for the run after 3 hours of rest. Take a night bus at the country bus station. If you cannot make it to country bus station, then book either of Akamba Bus or Easy Coach that shall drop you at Mumias. The fare is about 1,200/= (US$ 15).
If you can afford the days, then travel on Friday daytime and spend the night in Mumias. Budget about 1,000/= (US$ 12) for bed and breakfast.
After the run, you have the option of an immediate travel back to Nairobi by connecting vehicles to Kisumu then Nairobi or to Eldoret then Nairobi. The former is shorter, with relatively many public service vehicles operating the route. There is the option of night travel after spending the day in Kakamega. You could take the day off to visit the Kakamega forest, which you were running to conserve. Park entrance fees are KShs.200/= for citizens, 500/= for residents and US$ 20 for non-residents.
Muliro Gardens
Whatever you do, make sure you visit the Muliro gardens – a quiet lush green garden full of shade and good ambiance. Occasionally a political or religious rally is held here, but these tend to be in the afternoons of weekends. The gardens are on a triangle formed by three road – the main Kisumu road, the Mumias road and the town road that connects the two. Be the judge on the existence of the bench. (Carry some loose change, as 'viewing' fees).
See you there, see you then.
Nairobi, Kenya, March 20, 2011
We run – in every town
The 2011 run season started nine weeks ago. When I started the countdown with my running team on January 17, I did not know that time will run so fast, and that by the time am updating the blog some events would have shaped the course of our calendar in the year.
I just received invitation to participate, with my team, in the inaugural Kakamega Marathon 2011. This run was bound to happen sooner than later. This is because the trend in Kenya over the last three years has been to hold specific town runs to commemorate a particular aspect of the town, mostly conservational related issues. In this light, we have had the Nyeri marathon to conserve Mt. Kenya, the Nyahururu marathon to conserve the rivers that serve the central highlands, Eldoret marathon to celebrate our great rift valley and conserve it and the Nakuru and Naivasha marathons to conserve these lakes. We have even had the Mombasa marathon sensitizing residents of the need for a cleaner ocean and beachfront. The Kisumu City marathon educates participants on importance of conserving the Lake Victoria and encourages East African cooperation since the water mass connects the three countries. The Nairobi marathon remains the unique one – this one is for conservation of the eye sight!
Photos
I champion the interest of those interested in armature running. I would therefore encourage participation in any runs within and outside our country. It is this quest that has made me consider this forthcoming event. The Kakamega marathon happens this year in June. The initiative is spearheaded by Masinde Muliro University. The combination of the town and the institution has not resonated well in the past three weeks. This is after some x-rated photos made their way onto the net, purported to have been taken at Kakamega's Masinde Muliro Gardens, with some of the characters being claimed to be institutional students. The late Masinde Muliro was a freedom fighter and Kenyan hero, who hailed from the Western Kenya region. The gardens and the institution, both situated in the town, are named in his honour.
Since the showing of these pictures took a national dimension with all major news players in the country making it a headline, I knew that my task of championing the KK marathon would be hard, unless I did something about the news. Friends (and some haters) have even called me to state that, “You lunje's are very hyper! You go around getting it on the public park in broad daylight – wapende wasipende”
Let me therefore dispense with the matter of the photos so that we can go on with our lives. I have monitored several conversations on this topic and pointed out issues that contributors ignored in their commentary and outright harsh judgment. Having spent more than four continuous years in the town of KK, I know quite a lot about the town. Subsequently, the student loan scheme forced me to this town at least twice every year for another five years. I still pass by this town at least twice when visiting folks in that region. I have also handled a camera for quite a long time, starting with the manual film strip type, to the digital ones. I still like the feel and sharpness of a Fujifilm. A Canon that I used sometime mid-last year was also quite something, especially on daylight conditions. The Sony remains the popular and easier one to handle though.
Ten reasons
Let me start with a disclaimer that I do not support indecent exposure and public nudity. I believe that private matters should be kept private. Nonetheless, contrary to popular belief, the photos were fake and stage-managed to give KK town bad publicity. Ten reasons why you should not believe the stories behind the photos:
1. Why do we believe that the bench is located at the gardens in KK? It could be any bench anywhere. (I know there is a similar bench at Muliro Gardens, but is it the same? Currently someone is collecting 20/= for those willing to see this particular bench! Wasn’t this a script to collect money eventually?)
2. The actors were just that, actors. You can deduce this from their many actions (or lack of). You can clearly see that in some instances they seemed to be asking for direction on how to pose.
3. The hidden photographer concept is deliberately propagated. The location suggests that the camera is straight ahead, probably on steady hands (or a tripod). The photos are taken with a zoom setting with a clarity that suggests about 10-15m max. The camera is placed at eye level, about 1.5-2m above ground.
4. The photos posted on the internet were basically random, ignoring the order of how they were taken. This has caused quite some debate on 'taking yoghurt before' vis-a-vis 'taking after'. If one bothered to put the photos in the order of their being taken, then you would know that they were following a script.
5. There was no evidence of any action. Nudity is portrayed, but that is all – the rest is just taking of poses as instructed by the director.
6. Why did the news hit the media in March, when the photos were taken in December and January? Isn't news supposed to be 'news'?
7. The photos did not attempt to conceal the digital markers. So unless the photographer or the person processing is a digital guru, we know the model of the equipment used is a Sony DSC-W120, a fairly common armature equipment. The setting were mostly 3M auto, which affected some focal settings and hence the tint on some images. (A W120 is a 7.2mp camera at maximum setting, with a 2x digital zoom. Am a regular user of the superior W130, which is a 8.1mp and 4x zoom)
8. I have been told on my face that the actors are lunje's. Can you just know someone's tribe by looking at a photo? Isn't that too much of a generalization? Even the stereotyping of our gals was not considered when this generalization was being made!
9. I have already talked about the order in which the photos were taken. If you were to zero into the timing, then you shall have quite some food for thought. Some sequences are taken within a minute. Some change of position/posture could not happen in the time span. By the way, the police scene, that is mostly misjudged, needs to be taken in perspective. The action occurs first before the police meets the couple. It is not the other way round. So, if the police meet two people standing in a garden, what are they supposed to do? Charge them with 'prior action'? (And while at it, this was in December)
10. Lastly, why should we be bothered with consenting adults having their thing wherever they want, at whatever time they want to? They can record the sights and sounds if they so wish! My only discontent is the broadcasting of the material without the consent of the actors, and the subsequent passing of judgment.
Lets just run
The invitation for the Kakamega marathon 2011 was forwarded to my mailbox by one of the members of my running team. It is a run worth considering. It gives members of my running team, and anyone else the opportunity to not only participate in an endurance run, but also sample the scenery of the western Kenya circuit. This part of Kenya is predominantly agricultural, green most of the year and rainy throughout the seasons. The main cash crop is sugar cane, with major sugar factories located in Mumias and Nzoia. The people are quite friendly, the boda boda bicycle taxi concept has some roots in the region, while the mondia is quite a popular thing. I have deliberately left out the origin of the chicken as we know it, but that is for your finding out.
The details of this event are:
Host – Masinde Murilo University of Science and Technology
Theme – Conservation of the Kakamega Tropical Rain Forest
Purpose – nurture talent in sustainable management and conservation of biodiversity
Registration fees – Yet to be communicated (just budget 1,000/= (US$ 12) for this)
Date – Saturday, June 4, 2011
Time – 7.00am (subject to confirmation)
Run categories – 21km half marathon & 10km road run*
Starting point – Mumias town (for marathon)
Finishing point – Kakamega town
Registration modalities and deadline – Yet to be communicated
*There shall also be a 10-km road race, whose route is yet to be finalized. The 10km run will probably be held from Kakamega town through a 10-km circuit back to the town. (I still wonder how they shall manage two starting points, but the details shall follow).
How to get to Mumias
This is generally a fun run, that should enable you enjoy the good green environment of Western Kenya. The challenge is to be at the Mumias town starting point in good time. If you can manage a run immediately after travelling, then the easiest option is a Friday night bus from Nairobi to Mumias, arriving about 4.00am, then just go for the run after 3 hours of rest. Take a night bus at the country bus station. If you cannot make it to country bus station, then book either of Akamba Bus or Easy Coach that shall drop you at Mumias. The fare is about 1,200/= (US$ 15).
If you can afford the days, then travel on Friday daytime and spend the night in Mumias. Budget about 1,000/= (US$ 12) for bed and breakfast.
After the run, you have the option of an immediate travel back to Nairobi by connecting vehicles to Kisumu then Nairobi or to Eldoret then Nairobi. The former is shorter, with relatively many public service vehicles operating the route. There is the option of night travel after spending the day in Kakamega. You could take the day off to visit the Kakamega forest, which you were running to conserve. Park entrance fees are KShs.200/= for citizens, 500/= for residents and US$ 20 for non-residents.
Muliro Gardens
Whatever you do, make sure you visit the Muliro gardens – a quiet lush green garden full of shade and good ambiance. Occasionally a political or religious rally is held here, but these tend to be in the afternoons of weekends. The gardens are on a triangle formed by three road – the main Kisumu road, the Mumias road and the town road that connects the two. Be the judge on the existence of the bench. (Carry some loose change, as 'viewing' fees).
See you there, see you then.
Wanjawa, W. B., Nairobi, March 20, 2011
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Nairobi Marathon 2010 - the week in contrast
Marathon 2010 – the week in contrast
November 6, 2010
Too close
Here I was, standing just a few metres from the most powerful man in the country. The national anthem, which had played so many times in my lifetime, was on. The brass band had over-done themselves on this tune. Their sound was coming from my immediate left, the man of the moment just straight ahead, while we were on a tent just opposite the main dais. The weather was still, with no sunshine. In fact, it started drizzling as the Agricultural secretary was giving his remarks. Those on my immediate front row, being exposes to the drizzles, started dragging their seats backwards, causing a momentary commotion. The many men in dark suits were in chagrin – but on this day they must have been sufficiently philanthropic, since they did not make any attempt to move towards our tent.
But where was such a weather when we needed it last Sunday? On this thirty-first day of October, I had woken up at 5am and took breakfast, whose paraphernalia had been set the previous night. (On the same prep day Saturday, I had spend the whole day virtually in bed – a prerequisite rest before the full 42km run that I was to participate in). After breakfast, I dressed up in the running gear, which consisted a polyster T-shirt branded '24-hour Banking' on the front side. Just below these words, was affixed my race number 459. I had already written my details on the lower part of the number, just below the perforation. The back side of the shirt must have been branded 'Run for Sight' – but I did not have eyes behind me, so I would have to read someone else's or ask someone to read it for me. I had the blue running shorts and brown sports shoes. The timing chip was this time round affixed behind the run number and was disposable. (Previously, we were provided with white disc shaped timers that we affixed on the running shoes. These would be handed back at the finishing line).
Early morning
I left the house at 5.30am for the 15minutes walk to the assembly point at the workplace. The departure time was to be strictly 6.00am. At the main gate, I found the bus ready. I had spend the last three days of the working week reminding the driver of the importance of this day. On Friday he had reconfirmed that he would be at the compound by 5.45am. We had already purchased some bottled water and energy drinks, which we now loaded onto the bus as we awaited the departure time. True to threat, at exactly 6.00am, the bus left the compound. By this time, two athletes who had confirmed use of bus had not yet arrived – but an agreement is an agreement.
The Ngong road was unusually free from its characteristic traffic jam that persists almost 24-hours daily. By 6.30am we were already at the KNH-Mbagathi road junction. We took Mbagathi road towards Langata road, with the intention of joining Langata road to the Nyayo stadium venue of the event. At the junction, however, we found the road towards the stadium already closed. The time was just about 6.40am. The alternative route would take us through some side roads to finally get us near the stadium. This is where I alighted and started my jog towards the stadium. I knew that my race was about to start and could not risk any more time in the bus. The rest remained in the bus to navigate through the now jammed alternative route.
I joined the big crowd that was at the 42km assembly point on Mombasa road, just after the area marked '42km elite runners'. The elites were behind the starting line. At this early time of the morning, the weather was unpredictable. It was cool as any typical morning, but lacked insight into what it would bring forth in the next few hours. At 6.55am the horn sounded and the wheel chair race started, about twenty metres from where I was standing. This marked the start of movement of all athletes towards the starting line. The announcer requested athletes to keep still, but the mass of humanity pressed forward to the starting point. A restraining human shield of about twenty security guards lined up across the road, attempted to push athletes back. Only the easing of pressure from the runners enabled their shield to remain intact, otherwise their efforts were nothing compared to the thousands eager to start the run.
Starting out
At exactly 7.00am there was sound of gun shot – this is what marked the beginning of the run. My first thoughts as I started off easily were the rationale behind having a gun start such important events. Aren't guns symbolism for death and murder? But I let this line of thought slip through, as I headed for the railway flyover towards the Uhuru park circuit. Later I would get back to Uhuru highway from the park, run to University way roundabout, then Kenyatta avenue tour back to the Uhuru highway. We did a short tour of Parliament road, then another tour of Haile Sellasie avenue. Each of these city street tours got us back to Uhuru highway.
I was back to the stadium at about 7.45am. I expected to have covered about 10km by this time. We were just using the same route of last year, which I was now very farmiliar with. The part of the run that I hate is the two circuits on Mombasa road, each about 16km. I was at the extreme end of the course on the first circuit at about 8.20am. Then all of a sudden, the sun was switched on!
One week later, here I am enjoying this fine weather. After the initial drizzles, the weather has improved quite suddenly. In a blink, the showers are off and a mild but warm sunshine has emerged overhead. It is now about one o'clock. “May I now take this opportunity to invite His Excellency the President to address you. Welcome Mr. President,” the Minister for Livestock Development declares.
There is applause, while those on the main podium and the next ones to the left and right stand up. The big group on our tent stays put. The rest resume their seats when the president starts his speech. The good weather provides perfect atmosphere for photography. While our research activities is receiving accolades from the highest quarters, our armature photography is being put to the test, as we click away. But the thought of last weekend's run could just not go away...
The sun
When the sun started heating me after 8.20am, I decided to put on the cap that I was all along just carrying on my hand. The run back to the stadium for the second circuit was uneventful. I met with the 21km runners on my side of the road, and saw the others on the opposite side. Someone shouts, “Prezi,” on the opposite side of the road. I recognize a familiar cap. I raise my own cap in acknowledgment. As we face the second circuit at the Nyayo stadium roundabout, there is a sign that reads '42km first round, turn right'. I am full of envy for the 21km runners who are on a compulsory '21km turn left to stadium'.
The second circuit was memorable for the intensive sun. It was the hottest day in my run history at the Nairobi event! I severally had to pour the bottled water on my head to keep me going. The organizers compensated for this by making sure that water was available at all water points in the course of both circuits – something that they neglected last year (though the weather favoured them then). I ensured that I picked a 250ml water bottle at each water point since the start of the run at the city tour circuit. (I recall a fellow athlete warning me not to 'take water' during my run. I looked at him and knew that he was running for the first time at a stretch more that 10km). In fact I had to start picking two water bottles at each point as I was getting back to the finish on the second circuit. I took some and washed myself in the rest. It was hot, I told you!
Every year the organizers fail in this particular area, and this year was no exception – the distance markers! There was none, apart from one that indicated '35km' somewhere on Mombasa road. When I saw it on the first circuit, after about 90minutes of run, I was about so celebrate breaking of a record, since that would mean finishing the run in about 2hrs! But I had studied the map and knew that it was a two-circuit run. I now realize that the marker was even misplaced, based on the timing that I finally did. I was embarrassed to see a lot of distance markers laying in a pile at the extreme end of the run circuit on Mombasa road!!
Good times
While David Barmasai, 893, was finishing the run in 2.10.31 followed by Philemon Gitia in 2.11.10 and Vincent Sittuk in 2.12.09, the ladies champs were just behind them. Hellen Kiprop lead their pack in 2.31.11, while Leah Malot and Frashiah Nyambura followed in 2.33.41 and 2.35.09. The course records of 2.10.12 and 2.28.07 respectively were still intact. I had seen these athletes heading to the finish line while I was on the second circuit. I was not bothered though. I was ready to finish the run in whatever time this year. A 3.30hr would make me happy, but any finish time was good enough. I was doing the third consecutive 42km with varied past results – both of which were under 3.30hr. My inaugural run in '08 was done in 3.26.27 on a cool Nairobi morning. My best time was achieved last year when I did a 3.07.51 run – but at the expense of almost not making it for another run. When I finally reached the stadium for the finish, my time was reading 3.26.00 as I finalized the last 400m inside the stadium. The final drive to the finish line was achieved due to the cheers from colleagues at the terraces. But where were the photographers to capture this big moment?
It is not long since about seven football fans died at this same stadium following a stampede when one of the gates was broken down. This event led to the closure of the stadium for all events. There was even fear that the marathon may be canceled or relocated to a different venue. Being allowed to use the venue came at a price – no one was allowed in the main field. After finishing the run, all were being directed outside the stadium, then to the terraces. After my run, I picked a medal at the tents outside the stadium, then walked to the assembly point where other colleagues were. I noticed that the medal did not indicate the run date or year! It simply had inscription 'Standard Chartered Nairobi Marathon 42km finisher'. The lace however indicated 'Nairobi Marathon 2010'. (The medals upto 2008 indicated the date of run and run series on the medal itself. I know that recycling is a worldwide phenomena, but surely, not the medals!). We hardly managed any photos before we were on our way out. The usual entertainment, taking a walk in the field, medical camps, food stations, drink vendors, photography at the finishers podium and the traditional group photo at the finish line were all left to nostalgia – the stadium was just closed!
The Helix
On this Friday when the final anthem was played and the president departed, we were left with the opportunity to visit the commemorative plaque that he had just unveiled. There were so many colleague photographers to capture the moment. The red carpet, the podium, the presidential dais, the helix (this DNA structure was actually what the day was all about. The structure stands about two meter tall). Beneath the helix, was the plaque that read “BecA Hub was officially opened by HE The President of The Republic of Kenya on 5-Nov-2010”.
Last Sunday night I slept tired, with arching legs and forced to wake up to a work day. One week later, am waking up late, rested and feeling good. It is not a work day and I can still afford another rest day tomorrow. Last Sunday, someone shouted 'prezi' while I was on the track. One week later, it is mentioned in whispers with lots of caution. Last Sunday, I could only guess my final run time. One week later, my final time is published at the marathon website as 3.27.14. The events of yesterday a real contrast to those of last Sunday.
WWB, Nairobi, Kenya, November 6, 2010
November 6, 2010
Too close
Here I was, standing just a few metres from the most powerful man in the country. The national anthem, which had played so many times in my lifetime, was on. The brass band had over-done themselves on this tune. Their sound was coming from my immediate left, the man of the moment just straight ahead, while we were on a tent just opposite the main dais. The weather was still, with no sunshine. In fact, it started drizzling as the Agricultural secretary was giving his remarks. Those on my immediate front row, being exposes to the drizzles, started dragging their seats backwards, causing a momentary commotion. The many men in dark suits were in chagrin – but on this day they must have been sufficiently philanthropic, since they did not make any attempt to move towards our tent.
But where was such a weather when we needed it last Sunday? On this thirty-first day of October, I had woken up at 5am and took breakfast, whose paraphernalia had been set the previous night. (On the same prep day Saturday, I had spend the whole day virtually in bed – a prerequisite rest before the full 42km run that I was to participate in). After breakfast, I dressed up in the running gear, which consisted a polyster T-shirt branded '24-hour Banking' on the front side. Just below these words, was affixed my race number 459. I had already written my details on the lower part of the number, just below the perforation. The back side of the shirt must have been branded 'Run for Sight' – but I did not have eyes behind me, so I would have to read someone else's or ask someone to read it for me. I had the blue running shorts and brown sports shoes. The timing chip was this time round affixed behind the run number and was disposable. (Previously, we were provided with white disc shaped timers that we affixed on the running shoes. These would be handed back at the finishing line).
Early morning
I left the house at 5.30am for the 15minutes walk to the assembly point at the workplace. The departure time was to be strictly 6.00am. At the main gate, I found the bus ready. I had spend the last three days of the working week reminding the driver of the importance of this day. On Friday he had reconfirmed that he would be at the compound by 5.45am. We had already purchased some bottled water and energy drinks, which we now loaded onto the bus as we awaited the departure time. True to threat, at exactly 6.00am, the bus left the compound. By this time, two athletes who had confirmed use of bus had not yet arrived – but an agreement is an agreement.
The Ngong road was unusually free from its characteristic traffic jam that persists almost 24-hours daily. By 6.30am we were already at the KNH-Mbagathi road junction. We took Mbagathi road towards Langata road, with the intention of joining Langata road to the Nyayo stadium venue of the event. At the junction, however, we found the road towards the stadium already closed. The time was just about 6.40am. The alternative route would take us through some side roads to finally get us near the stadium. This is where I alighted and started my jog towards the stadium. I knew that my race was about to start and could not risk any more time in the bus. The rest remained in the bus to navigate through the now jammed alternative route.
I joined the big crowd that was at the 42km assembly point on Mombasa road, just after the area marked '42km elite runners'. The elites were behind the starting line. At this early time of the morning, the weather was unpredictable. It was cool as any typical morning, but lacked insight into what it would bring forth in the next few hours. At 6.55am the horn sounded and the wheel chair race started, about twenty metres from where I was standing. This marked the start of movement of all athletes towards the starting line. The announcer requested athletes to keep still, but the mass of humanity pressed forward to the starting point. A restraining human shield of about twenty security guards lined up across the road, attempted to push athletes back. Only the easing of pressure from the runners enabled their shield to remain intact, otherwise their efforts were nothing compared to the thousands eager to start the run.
Starting out
At exactly 7.00am there was sound of gun shot – this is what marked the beginning of the run. My first thoughts as I started off easily were the rationale behind having a gun start such important events. Aren't guns symbolism for death and murder? But I let this line of thought slip through, as I headed for the railway flyover towards the Uhuru park circuit. Later I would get back to Uhuru highway from the park, run to University way roundabout, then Kenyatta avenue tour back to the Uhuru highway. We did a short tour of Parliament road, then another tour of Haile Sellasie avenue. Each of these city street tours got us back to Uhuru highway.
I was back to the stadium at about 7.45am. I expected to have covered about 10km by this time. We were just using the same route of last year, which I was now very farmiliar with. The part of the run that I hate is the two circuits on Mombasa road, each about 16km. I was at the extreme end of the course on the first circuit at about 8.20am. Then all of a sudden, the sun was switched on!
One week later, here I am enjoying this fine weather. After the initial drizzles, the weather has improved quite suddenly. In a blink, the showers are off and a mild but warm sunshine has emerged overhead. It is now about one o'clock. “May I now take this opportunity to invite His Excellency the President to address you. Welcome Mr. President,” the Minister for Livestock Development declares.
There is applause, while those on the main podium and the next ones to the left and right stand up. The big group on our tent stays put. The rest resume their seats when the president starts his speech. The good weather provides perfect atmosphere for photography. While our research activities is receiving accolades from the highest quarters, our armature photography is being put to the test, as we click away. But the thought of last weekend's run could just not go away...
The sun
When the sun started heating me after 8.20am, I decided to put on the cap that I was all along just carrying on my hand. The run back to the stadium for the second circuit was uneventful. I met with the 21km runners on my side of the road, and saw the others on the opposite side. Someone shouts, “Prezi,” on the opposite side of the road. I recognize a familiar cap. I raise my own cap in acknowledgment. As we face the second circuit at the Nyayo stadium roundabout, there is a sign that reads '42km first round, turn right'. I am full of envy for the 21km runners who are on a compulsory '21km turn left to stadium'.
The second circuit was memorable for the intensive sun. It was the hottest day in my run history at the Nairobi event! I severally had to pour the bottled water on my head to keep me going. The organizers compensated for this by making sure that water was available at all water points in the course of both circuits – something that they neglected last year (though the weather favoured them then). I ensured that I picked a 250ml water bottle at each water point since the start of the run at the city tour circuit. (I recall a fellow athlete warning me not to 'take water' during my run. I looked at him and knew that he was running for the first time at a stretch more that 10km). In fact I had to start picking two water bottles at each point as I was getting back to the finish on the second circuit. I took some and washed myself in the rest. It was hot, I told you!
Every year the organizers fail in this particular area, and this year was no exception – the distance markers! There was none, apart from one that indicated '35km' somewhere on Mombasa road. When I saw it on the first circuit, after about 90minutes of run, I was about so celebrate breaking of a record, since that would mean finishing the run in about 2hrs! But I had studied the map and knew that it was a two-circuit run. I now realize that the marker was even misplaced, based on the timing that I finally did. I was embarrassed to see a lot of distance markers laying in a pile at the extreme end of the run circuit on Mombasa road!!
Good times
While David Barmasai, 893, was finishing the run in 2.10.31 followed by Philemon Gitia in 2.11.10 and Vincent Sittuk in 2.12.09, the ladies champs were just behind them. Hellen Kiprop lead their pack in 2.31.11, while Leah Malot and Frashiah Nyambura followed in 2.33.41 and 2.35.09. The course records of 2.10.12 and 2.28.07 respectively were still intact. I had seen these athletes heading to the finish line while I was on the second circuit. I was not bothered though. I was ready to finish the run in whatever time this year. A 3.30hr would make me happy, but any finish time was good enough. I was doing the third consecutive 42km with varied past results – both of which were under 3.30hr. My inaugural run in '08 was done in 3.26.27 on a cool Nairobi morning. My best time was achieved last year when I did a 3.07.51 run – but at the expense of almost not making it for another run. When I finally reached the stadium for the finish, my time was reading 3.26.00 as I finalized the last 400m inside the stadium. The final drive to the finish line was achieved due to the cheers from colleagues at the terraces. But where were the photographers to capture this big moment?
It is not long since about seven football fans died at this same stadium following a stampede when one of the gates was broken down. This event led to the closure of the stadium for all events. There was even fear that the marathon may be canceled or relocated to a different venue. Being allowed to use the venue came at a price – no one was allowed in the main field. After finishing the run, all were being directed outside the stadium, then to the terraces. After my run, I picked a medal at the tents outside the stadium, then walked to the assembly point where other colleagues were. I noticed that the medal did not indicate the run date or year! It simply had inscription 'Standard Chartered Nairobi Marathon 42km finisher'. The lace however indicated 'Nairobi Marathon 2010'. (The medals upto 2008 indicated the date of run and run series on the medal itself. I know that recycling is a worldwide phenomena, but surely, not the medals!). We hardly managed any photos before we were on our way out. The usual entertainment, taking a walk in the field, medical camps, food stations, drink vendors, photography at the finishers podium and the traditional group photo at the finish line were all left to nostalgia – the stadium was just closed!
The Helix
On this Friday when the final anthem was played and the president departed, we were left with the opportunity to visit the commemorative plaque that he had just unveiled. There were so many colleague photographers to capture the moment. The red carpet, the podium, the presidential dais, the helix (this DNA structure was actually what the day was all about. The structure stands about two meter tall). Beneath the helix, was the plaque that read “BecA Hub was officially opened by HE The President of The Republic of Kenya on 5-Nov-2010”.
Last Sunday night I slept tired, with arching legs and forced to wake up to a work day. One week later, am waking up late, rested and feeling good. It is not a work day and I can still afford another rest day tomorrow. Last Sunday, someone shouted 'prezi' while I was on the track. One week later, it is mentioned in whispers with lots of caution. Last Sunday, I could only guess my final run time. One week later, my final time is published at the marathon website as 3.27.14. The events of yesterday a real contrast to those of last Sunday.
WWB, Nairobi, Kenya, November 6, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
42km, 21km and 10km training for 2010 Nairobi Marathon
Disclaimer - the schedules presented are formulated from personal and group training experience. They work for the training group that am part of. They are provided as a guide. Learn to 'obey your body' as the main factor when undertaking the activities mentioned.
Introduction:
The date of the 2010 Nairobi International Marathon has been announced for Sunday, October 31, 2010 and registration is on. I know that we have been preparing for this run (somehow). I give you some motivation through a 10-week guide to training for the marathon. These are beginner schedules - for those doing these runs for fun or for the first time. Those who have participated for more than two times and would like to improve on their timing should consult me for level 2 training schedules. Here goes:
10km run schedule
21km half marathon schedule
42km full marathon schedule
Notes:
On the schedules I have indicated activity/distance & time. The run strategy is:
- three weekday runs
- one weekend run (usually long). This long run is shown on a Sunday, but can be substituted for Saturday, depending on your preference.
The distance and time shown on the schedule are provided as a guide to the relationship between the two during your training. Gauge the time with how you feel. Remember to 'obey your body' and not to over-stay on the road if you are not upto it.
a) 10km run schedule
The aim is to start and finish the run within 1hr 30min, to run without stopping and to be able to walk the next day after the run.
Table shows activity being done (and time)
*Caution - This is a Long run, attempt only when fit and confident
b) 21km half-marathon schedule
The aim is to finish the race in under 3.00hr and also to run from start to finish. Thereafter, you should be able to 'continue with life' the day after the marathon.
Table shows distance in km (and time)
*Caution - This is a Long run, attempt only when fit and confident
c) 42km full-marathon schedule
This is a serious run which requires good physical condition, adequate training and mental preparedness. It should only be attempted by those who have participated in at least two competitive 21km marathons.
Table shows distance in km (and time)
*Caution - This is a Long run, attempt only when fit and confident
Happy training everybody and see you all on Sunday, October 31, 2010 at Nyayo National Stadium, Nairobi, Kenya at the starting line for our various races - just do it for yourself.
WWB, Nairobi, Kenya, August 22, 2010.
Introduction:
The date of the 2010 Nairobi International Marathon has been announced for Sunday, October 31, 2010 and registration is on. I know that we have been preparing for this run (somehow). I give you some motivation through a 10-week guide to training for the marathon. These are beginner schedules - for those doing these runs for fun or for the first time. Those who have participated for more than two times and would like to improve on their timing should consult me for level 2 training schedules. Here goes:
10km run schedule
21km half marathon schedule
42km full marathon schedule
Notes:
On the schedules I have indicated activity/distance & time. The run strategy is:
- three weekday runs
- one weekend run (usually long). This long run is shown on a Sunday, but can be substituted for Saturday, depending on your preference.
The distance and time shown on the schedule are provided as a guide to the relationship between the two during your training. Gauge the time with how you feel. Remember to 'obey your body' and not to over-stay on the road if you are not upto it.
a) 10km run schedule
The aim is to start and finish the run within 1hr 30min, to run without stopping and to be able to walk the next day after the run.
| Week | Wks to go | S | M | T | W | T | F | S |
| 1 (Aug.22) | 10 | Jog (30min) | Jog (30min) | Rest | Jog (30min) | Rest | Jog (30min) | Rest |
| 2 | 9 | Jog (45min) | Jog (30min) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 3 (Sep.5) | 8 | Jog (45min) | Jog (30min) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 4 | 7 | Jog (1hr) | Walk (30min) | Rest | Jog (1hr) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 5 | 6 | Jog (1hr) | Walk (45min) | Rest | Jog (1hr) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 6 | 5 | Jog* (1hr15m) | Walk (45min) | Rest | Jog (1hr) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 7 (Oct.3) | 4 | Jog* (1hr30m) | Walk (45min) | Rest | Jog* (1hr15m) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 8 | 3 | Jog (1hr) | Jog (45min) | Rest | Jog (1hr) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 9 | 2 | Jog (45min) | Jog (30min) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest | Jog (45min) | Rest |
| 10 | 1 | Jog (30min) | Jog (30min) | Rest | Jog (30min) | Rest | Walk (30min) | Rest |
| 11 (Oct.31) | 0 | 10km (Run) | Rest | Rest | Walk (30min) | Rest | Walk (30min) | Rest |
Table shows activity being done (and time)
*Caution - This is a Long run, attempt only when fit and confident
b) 21km half-marathon schedule
The aim is to finish the race in under 3.00hr and also to run from start to finish. Thereafter, you should be able to 'continue with life' the day after the marathon.
| Week | Wks to go | S | M | T | W | T | F | S |
| 1 (Aug.22) | 10 | 6 (45min) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest |
| 2 | 9 | 8 (1hr) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
| 3 (Sep.5) | 8 | 10 (1hr15m) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
| 4 | 7 | 12 (1hr30m) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
| 5 | 6 | 15* (1hr45m) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest |
| 6 | 5 | 18* (2hr) | 6 (45min) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest |
| 7 (Oct.3) | 4 | 20* (2hr15m) | 6 (45min) | Rest | 10 (1hr15m) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest |
| 8 | 3 | 14 (1hr45m) | 6 (45min) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest |
| 9 | 2 | 12 (1hr30m) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 6 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
| 10 | 1 | 5 (45min) | 3 (30min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest | 3 (30min) | Rest |
| 11 (Oct.31) | 0 | 21km (Marathon) | Rest | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
Table shows distance in km (and time)
*Caution - This is a Long run, attempt only when fit and confident
c) 42km full-marathon schedule
This is a serious run which requires good physical condition, adequate training and mental preparedness. It should only be attempted by those who have participated in at least two competitive 21km marathons.
| Week | Wks to go | S | M | T | W | T | F | S |
| 1 (Aug.22) | 10 | 18 (2hr15m) | 7 (1hr) | Rest | 10 (1hr15m) | Rest | 7 (1hr) | Rest |
| 2 | 9 | 20 (2hr15m) | 7 (1hr) | Rest | 10 (1hr15m) | Rest | 7 (1hr) | Rest |
| 3 (Sep.5) | 8 | 23 (2hr30m) | 7 (1hr) | Rest | 11 (1hr15m) | Rest | 7 (1hr) | Rest |
| 4 | 7 | 26* (3hr) | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 13 (1hr30m) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest |
| 5 | 6 | 26* (3hr) | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 13 (1hr30m) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest |
| 6 | 5 | 28* (3hr15m) | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 13 (1hr30m) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest |
| 7 (Oct.3) | 4 | 29* (3hr15m) | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 13 (1hr30m) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest |
| 8 | 3 | 32* (3hr30m) | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 13 (1hr30m) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest |
| 9 | 2 | 15 (2hr) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 8 (1hr) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
| 10 | 1 | 8 (1hr) | 5 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
| 11 (Oct.31) | 0 | 42km (Marathon) | Rest | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest | 5 (45min) | Rest |
Table shows distance in km (and time)
*Caution - This is a Long run, attempt only when fit and confident
Happy training everybody and see you all on Sunday, October 31, 2010 at Nyayo National Stadium, Nairobi, Kenya at the starting line for our various races - just do it for yourself.
WWB, Nairobi, Kenya, August 22, 2010.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Nairobi Sotokoto Marathon II comes with new surprises
Nairobi Sotokoto Marathon II comes with new surprises
May 23, 2010
Nairobi, Kenya
Finishing the second edition of Sotokoto marathon on a new route, with two circuits, in 1.38.50, was a pointer to something wrong with the route or the distance. The last such event on the previous route was conquered in 1.32.55. I noticed the discrepancy when I finished the first circuit in 0.50, instead of 0.45 or thereabout. And as is turning to be a tradition, there was nothing to show for it – no medal, no participation certificate and no official time! We were basically on our own!
When I retired home to rest, I had resolved to give this event no accolades and was ready to have it skip the blog. I was in fact mood-less, having walked from Uhuru Gardens to town after public service vehicles (matatus) doubled fares claiming the roads were closed, yet at this time of the day at 12.30pm, the roads were already open to traffic that was flowing as usual. This added another 8km on my bill. I was not yet over the doubling of fares in the morning as I was heading to Uhuru Gardens. I paid this first fare, grudgingly and with lots of protest. Though I was forced to do this due to my hurry to reach the starting point before time – this being just less than an hour away. My Sotokoto II experience was therefore not worth a big shout.
Missed calls
The phone must have been ringing for ages when I woke up at about 7.00pm. I found about ten missed calls from a familiar number. To settle with the caller, I decided to find out what could the matter be.
“Dad, I have been calling you! I wanted to know your marathon experience!”
“Can someone just sleep in peace!,” is what my mind said, though I answered, “Am tired and asleep, get me tomorrow.” I told the ten year old girl.
“Without your experience am not going to school tomorrow!”
“What?”
“Yes, we have to narrate our dad's day out and if I do not have a story then am not going to school”
Talk about blackmail, on phone!
Glass of water
I was still drowsy but managed to take a glassful of water. (I make it a habit to have water at hand after such runs. The current 3l bottle was about three-quarter downed since I arrived home from the marathon at 2.00pm.)
“Okay, pull the map of Nairobi from your Geography book and I shall narrate as you appreciate the type of run that we had.”
I had some clatter on the other side of the line, then, “I have it”
I asked that the phone be put on speaker for ease of following up the map while listening.
The route
I had informed the princess to put marker points at Uhuru Gardens, Mbagathi roundabout and Nyayo stadium. I explained that the route was generally from Uhuru Gardens through Langata road to Mbagathi roundabout. From there we had about 500m run on Mbagathi road, then back to the roundabout and proceeded towards Nyayo stadium, which we circled using Aerodromes road, Mombasa road and back to Langata road. This route took us back to Uhuru Gardens – our starting point.
As I took a sip of water, I heard the other end of the phone claim that, “That was not so bad – seems straight and not very far.”
“Not so fast,” I cautioned her. “What I forgot to mention was that this route was to be repeated!”
The two circuit route confused both pros and armatures - with the winner confessing that when they faced the second circuit, some members of the leading pack seem to have been in surprise, having expected to be on their way to the finish line. In fact, the website of a popular media house (and the only one) covering the event went ahead and published this... “The 2010 Sotokoto Safari Marathon was a full 42km event after organizers and Athletics Kenya (AK) upgraded it from the 21km distance covered in its inaugural edition last year.” I told you the two circuits had more than met the legs!
Cheating
The run started at exactly 9.00am. I met the leading pack of runners as I did the first circuit just at the Madaraka flyover. I was heading to the stadium while they were on Langata road heading back to the Uhuru Gardens starting point. I was trailing them on the second circuit, where I met them at the Mbagathi roundabout as they headed to the finish line while I still had the Nyayo stadium stretch to do before heading for Uhuru Gardens to finish the run.
One shortcoming that I noted was the lack of confirmation that all runners were doing the two circuits. Unfortunately, most runners who finished the first circuit in over 1.20 just headed for the finish line without attempting the second circuit. (and were ranked as having posted such god times). I had reservations about this two-circuit thing (without timing chips) from the word go – and now I was being proved right. But it seemed that the organizers were only interested in the top 10. These are the ones whom they timed, whom they rewarded and whom they made mention of.
The good and the bad
“So what were the major milestones this year, compared to last?”
I explained that the route was completely closed to traffic during the three hour of closure as promised. This assured safety of the runners. Water was also supplied in plenty during the two circuits on the route and at the finish line, where each finisher was being given three water bottles and subsequent doses of three, if needed. Finishing at the Uhuru Gardens also sounded 'safer' than the finish point inside the national park last time. The running pack also included a cap (for the first time), while the quality of their T-shirts has always been good.
Parading a solar car and using it throughout the route (to prove that it worked) was quite a techonological showcase that rhymed well with the conservation theme.
“... and the bad!”
“Hey you are finishing my airtime!”
“Just in summary”
“There was no giant timer for the leading pack – this was a major omission! Especially being an international event.”
I further narrated the disadvantages of two circuit runs when there is lack of enforcement. Other issues that need improvement:
- there were no distance markers on the route
- the need to provide the finishers with some form of certificates
- the need to come up with some method of timing (the timing chip idea can work)
- better methods of registration (most registration centres were not working or claimed to lack registration materials)
- lack of running kits at all registration centres! These kits were availed on the last day at the KWS headquarters secretariat offices. You can imagine the inconvenience that was caused. It took me about six failed trips to Uhuru Gardens, AK offices, Nyayo stadium offices and KWS headquarters to get the kit. In fact I managed to get the kit less than 24-hours before the run!
The results
“I saw you on TV. You were having a blue short and white T-shirt. Your number was six-something”
“Oh! You did! I was actually on that attire. My race number was 626, though my finishing position of 351. Last time I finished 333, but I know the new route has issues that Google Earth shall sort out tomorrow”
“Google what?”
“Sorry, I shall be confirming the route distance using my internet map. I tend to think that it was longer than 21km. My step counter indicated the distance as 22.31km.”
I was tempted to inform her further that last year's winner clocked 1.02 on the previous route while the current champion (Geoffrey Kiprono Kimutai) did 1.07.55 followed by last years winner (David Tarus) with 1.08.21. This should be proof that this route was about 6-minutes longer (even for the champ). The ladies winner was Hellen Jelagat with 1.17.52, coincidentally followed by last years winner (Irene Jerotich) with 1.19.22, who conquered last year's course in 1.11. The top three winners took home US$15,000, US$7,500 and US$5,000 respectively. The price money however rolled down the top ten with 3k, 1.5k, 1k, 500, 250, 150 and 100 bucks being handed over to the rest of the team.
I however left out these details as they would just confuse her class during her narration next day.
I heard beeps on the line as it went dead. I thought that calling at 3/= a minute was cheap, but after 20minutes, cheap is expensive.
WWB, Nairobi, May 23, 2010
May 23, 2010
Nairobi, Kenya
Finishing the second edition of Sotokoto marathon on a new route, with two circuits, in 1.38.50, was a pointer to something wrong with the route or the distance. The last such event on the previous route was conquered in 1.32.55. I noticed the discrepancy when I finished the first circuit in 0.50, instead of 0.45 or thereabout. And as is turning to be a tradition, there was nothing to show for it – no medal, no participation certificate and no official time! We were basically on our own!
When I retired home to rest, I had resolved to give this event no accolades and was ready to have it skip the blog. I was in fact mood-less, having walked from Uhuru Gardens to town after public service vehicles (matatus) doubled fares claiming the roads were closed, yet at this time of the day at 12.30pm, the roads were already open to traffic that was flowing as usual. This added another 8km on my bill. I was not yet over the doubling of fares in the morning as I was heading to Uhuru Gardens. I paid this first fare, grudgingly and with lots of protest. Though I was forced to do this due to my hurry to reach the starting point before time – this being just less than an hour away. My Sotokoto II experience was therefore not worth a big shout.
Missed calls
The phone must have been ringing for ages when I woke up at about 7.00pm. I found about ten missed calls from a familiar number. To settle with the caller, I decided to find out what could the matter be.
“Dad, I have been calling you! I wanted to know your marathon experience!”
“Can someone just sleep in peace!,” is what my mind said, though I answered, “Am tired and asleep, get me tomorrow.” I told the ten year old girl.
“Without your experience am not going to school tomorrow!”
“What?”
“Yes, we have to narrate our dad's day out and if I do not have a story then am not going to school”
Talk about blackmail, on phone!
Glass of water
I was still drowsy but managed to take a glassful of water. (I make it a habit to have water at hand after such runs. The current 3l bottle was about three-quarter downed since I arrived home from the marathon at 2.00pm.)
“Okay, pull the map of Nairobi from your Geography book and I shall narrate as you appreciate the type of run that we had.”
I had some clatter on the other side of the line, then, “I have it”
I asked that the phone be put on speaker for ease of following up the map while listening.
The route
I had informed the princess to put marker points at Uhuru Gardens, Mbagathi roundabout and Nyayo stadium. I explained that the route was generally from Uhuru Gardens through Langata road to Mbagathi roundabout. From there we had about 500m run on Mbagathi road, then back to the roundabout and proceeded towards Nyayo stadium, which we circled using Aerodromes road, Mombasa road and back to Langata road. This route took us back to Uhuru Gardens – our starting point.
As I took a sip of water, I heard the other end of the phone claim that, “That was not so bad – seems straight and not very far.”
“Not so fast,” I cautioned her. “What I forgot to mention was that this route was to be repeated!”
The two circuit route confused both pros and armatures - with the winner confessing that when they faced the second circuit, some members of the leading pack seem to have been in surprise, having expected to be on their way to the finish line. In fact, the website of a popular media house (and the only one) covering the event went ahead and published this... “The 2010 Sotokoto Safari Marathon was a full 42km event after organizers and Athletics Kenya (AK) upgraded it from the 21km distance covered in its inaugural edition last year.” I told you the two circuits had more than met the legs!
Cheating
The run started at exactly 9.00am. I met the leading pack of runners as I did the first circuit just at the Madaraka flyover. I was heading to the stadium while they were on Langata road heading back to the Uhuru Gardens starting point. I was trailing them on the second circuit, where I met them at the Mbagathi roundabout as they headed to the finish line while I still had the Nyayo stadium stretch to do before heading for Uhuru Gardens to finish the run.
One shortcoming that I noted was the lack of confirmation that all runners were doing the two circuits. Unfortunately, most runners who finished the first circuit in over 1.20 just headed for the finish line without attempting the second circuit. (and were ranked as having posted such god times). I had reservations about this two-circuit thing (without timing chips) from the word go – and now I was being proved right. But it seemed that the organizers were only interested in the top 10. These are the ones whom they timed, whom they rewarded and whom they made mention of.
The good and the bad
“So what were the major milestones this year, compared to last?”
I explained that the route was completely closed to traffic during the three hour of closure as promised. This assured safety of the runners. Water was also supplied in plenty during the two circuits on the route and at the finish line, where each finisher was being given three water bottles and subsequent doses of three, if needed. Finishing at the Uhuru Gardens also sounded 'safer' than the finish point inside the national park last time. The running pack also included a cap (for the first time), while the quality of their T-shirts has always been good.
Parading a solar car and using it throughout the route (to prove that it worked) was quite a techonological showcase that rhymed well with the conservation theme.
“... and the bad!”
“Hey you are finishing my airtime!”
“Just in summary”
“There was no giant timer for the leading pack – this was a major omission! Especially being an international event.”
I further narrated the disadvantages of two circuit runs when there is lack of enforcement. Other issues that need improvement:
- there were no distance markers on the route
- the need to provide the finishers with some form of certificates
- the need to come up with some method of timing (the timing chip idea can work)
- better methods of registration (most registration centres were not working or claimed to lack registration materials)
- lack of running kits at all registration centres! These kits were availed on the last day at the KWS headquarters secretariat offices. You can imagine the inconvenience that was caused. It took me about six failed trips to Uhuru Gardens, AK offices, Nyayo stadium offices and KWS headquarters to get the kit. In fact I managed to get the kit less than 24-hours before the run!
The results
“I saw you on TV. You were having a blue short and white T-shirt. Your number was six-something”
“Oh! You did! I was actually on that attire. My race number was 626, though my finishing position of 351. Last time I finished 333, but I know the new route has issues that Google Earth shall sort out tomorrow”
“Google what?”
“Sorry, I shall be confirming the route distance using my internet map. I tend to think that it was longer than 21km. My step counter indicated the distance as 22.31km.”
I was tempted to inform her further that last year's winner clocked 1.02 on the previous route while the current champion (Geoffrey Kiprono Kimutai) did 1.07.55 followed by last years winner (David Tarus) with 1.08.21. This should be proof that this route was about 6-minutes longer (even for the champ). The ladies winner was Hellen Jelagat with 1.17.52, coincidentally followed by last years winner (Irene Jerotich) with 1.19.22, who conquered last year's course in 1.11. The top three winners took home US$15,000, US$7,500 and US$5,000 respectively. The price money however rolled down the top ten with 3k, 1.5k, 1k, 500, 250, 150 and 100 bucks being handed over to the rest of the team.
I however left out these details as they would just confuse her class during her narration next day.
I heard beeps on the line as it went dead. I thought that calling at 3/= a minute was cheap, but after 20minutes, cheap is expensive.
WWB, Nairobi, May 23, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Running at the border
Sunday, March 14, 2010 - Malakisi, Kenya
Out of the city
When I set out for this run on a hot evening, I did not know what I was upto. It was a new route, never before tackled but whose challenge was just too inviting to resist. As usual, I gathered information on the route from those who claimed to know it. They all agreed that the first phase would lead me to Angurai market, then I would traverse the terrain to the other market of Chamasiri. From there I would be on the main road back to Malakisi where I was staying.
To get to Malakisi, I had taken a night bus from Nairobi to the western Kenya town of Bungoma. From Bungoma I took a vehicle bound for the border town of Malaba but alighted at the junction shopping centre of Kimaeti. From there the only means of travel was motorbike, which I took through the dusty road to Malakisi. (Am informed that the competition between motorbikes and public service vehicles on this route was so intense that only the motorbikes were left standing, having floored the latter. The road condition did not make matters any better for the four-wheels either)
Malakisi town is famed for its hosting the gigantic BAT Malakisi Leaf Centre - a tobacco leaf processing centre. The main crop in the area is therefore tobacco leaf, a seasonal crop that is found in most farms. Additionally most homes have a curing shed for this crop, before it can be moved to the leaf centre. Subsistence farming of grains is also undertaken, though the area is generally dry. The Teso and Bukusu are the major tribes in the town and locality.
In the evening before the run, I was watching this Nigerian movie where a sister managed to ensure that two of her sibling's weddings did not take place. She was just about to stop a third one when my run time of 5.00pm was here with me, so I gave up on the movie, put on my attire and off I went. It was now 5.10pm as I started the run.
Dusty hilly road
What I was not told was that the route from Malakisi to Angurai market would be a 6km stretch of hilly terrain – this was left for my discovery. The road was dry-weather, dusty and at places uneven. There were not vehicles using the road for the most part. Occasionally, a motorbike would pass by, while there were several bicycles that adorned the route. I passed by Rwatama Primary and Katakwa Secondary schools, just as the route had been explained and I felt that I was surely on the right track. The hilly section was not any easy, especially when the evening sun persisted.
In thirty-minutes, I was at the Angurai market. The market folks looked strangely at this stranger that was running through their market place and whispered whatever to each other. I just passed by and diverted from the main Moding road and got onto the road that would lead me to Chamasiri. This was another dusty path, hardly capable of supporting vehicle size nor load. The first part of the road was a downhill stretch upto a river. Thereafter I faced a hilly section with Aloete Primary on that side of a river, just next to a posho mill that spewed dark smoke from its diesel engine driven mill. I reached Chamasiri in exactly one hour, where I met a familiar road that would surely lead me back to Malakisi. (From Chamasiri the hilly plains of Uganda are clearly visible on one side, and the Mount Elgon follows close by on the same background. In fact about seven kilometers down the road from I am now is the border town of Lwakhakha – but this is a run for another day)
Two schools
This last stretch was basically a triumphant last stage. It had one gentle hill from Chamasiri for about one kilometer, then a flat terrain all the way back. Two kilometers later I was passing by Kolanya Boys High School on my right followed immediately by Kolanya Girls on the left. (Those two have an history but that is for another day. Just know that the girls had beaten the boys academically until last year when it is claimed both changed top management). After Kolanya market, I was on the last three kilometers back to my end of run.
When I arrived back at 6.30pm and informed my hosts that am just through with a 19.4km run, had overtaken a lorry and that they failed to warn me of the hilly section to Angurai, they were in so much shock to even comment. My stop watch registering 1.28.38. To them only someone out of his mind would run that distance. Thinking about it, who in his right mind would chase the wind that long!
WWB, Malakisi, Kenya, March 2010
Out of the city
When I set out for this run on a hot evening, I did not know what I was upto. It was a new route, never before tackled but whose challenge was just too inviting to resist. As usual, I gathered information on the route from those who claimed to know it. They all agreed that the first phase would lead me to Angurai market, then I would traverse the terrain to the other market of Chamasiri. From there I would be on the main road back to Malakisi where I was staying.
To get to Malakisi, I had taken a night bus from Nairobi to the western Kenya town of Bungoma. From Bungoma I took a vehicle bound for the border town of Malaba but alighted at the junction shopping centre of Kimaeti. From there the only means of travel was motorbike, which I took through the dusty road to Malakisi. (Am informed that the competition between motorbikes and public service vehicles on this route was so intense that only the motorbikes were left standing, having floored the latter. The road condition did not make matters any better for the four-wheels either)
Malakisi town is famed for its hosting the gigantic BAT Malakisi Leaf Centre - a tobacco leaf processing centre. The main crop in the area is therefore tobacco leaf, a seasonal crop that is found in most farms. Additionally most homes have a curing shed for this crop, before it can be moved to the leaf centre. Subsistence farming of grains is also undertaken, though the area is generally dry. The Teso and Bukusu are the major tribes in the town and locality.
In the evening before the run, I was watching this Nigerian movie where a sister managed to ensure that two of her sibling's weddings did not take place. She was just about to stop a third one when my run time of 5.00pm was here with me, so I gave up on the movie, put on my attire and off I went. It was now 5.10pm as I started the run.
Dusty hilly road
What I was not told was that the route from Malakisi to Angurai market would be a 6km stretch of hilly terrain – this was left for my discovery. The road was dry-weather, dusty and at places uneven. There were not vehicles using the road for the most part. Occasionally, a motorbike would pass by, while there were several bicycles that adorned the route. I passed by Rwatama Primary and Katakwa Secondary schools, just as the route had been explained and I felt that I was surely on the right track. The hilly section was not any easy, especially when the evening sun persisted.
In thirty-minutes, I was at the Angurai market. The market folks looked strangely at this stranger that was running through their market place and whispered whatever to each other. I just passed by and diverted from the main Moding road and got onto the road that would lead me to Chamasiri. This was another dusty path, hardly capable of supporting vehicle size nor load. The first part of the road was a downhill stretch upto a river. Thereafter I faced a hilly section with Aloete Primary on that side of a river, just next to a posho mill that spewed dark smoke from its diesel engine driven mill. I reached Chamasiri in exactly one hour, where I met a familiar road that would surely lead me back to Malakisi. (From Chamasiri the hilly plains of Uganda are clearly visible on one side, and the Mount Elgon follows close by on the same background. In fact about seven kilometers down the road from I am now is the border town of Lwakhakha – but this is a run for another day)
Two schools
This last stretch was basically a triumphant last stage. It had one gentle hill from Chamasiri for about one kilometer, then a flat terrain all the way back. Two kilometers later I was passing by Kolanya Boys High School on my right followed immediately by Kolanya Girls on the left. (Those two have an history but that is for another day. Just know that the girls had beaten the boys academically until last year when it is claimed both changed top management). After Kolanya market, I was on the last three kilometers back to my end of run.
When I arrived back at 6.30pm and informed my hosts that am just through with a 19.4km run, had overtaken a lorry and that they failed to warn me of the hilly section to Angurai, they were in so much shock to even comment. My stop watch registering 1.28.38. To them only someone out of his mind would run that distance. Thinking about it, who in his right mind would chase the wind that long!
WWB, Malakisi, Kenya, March 2010
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Nairobi International Marathon 2009 - conquered in record time but...
Sunday, October 25, 2009 - Nairobi, Kenya
Was I ready?
I had not practised for one week. In fact the previous weekend I had travelled to the lake side city for a holiday, and came back to Nairobi on Wednesday with a bad cold. I could not therefore do the last three practice sessions for weekend, Monday and Wednesday. On Friday before the big day our team usually does a lap of honour - a 3km group run to get to know the team members and have a pre-run photography. My departmental colleague and I failed to get the team on the route since we left the compound late. My cold was still nagging and the mid-day draught was not helping either.
When the alarm woke me up at 4.30am on Sunday, I was not sure whether I should take on the challenge of the long run or just retire with the excuse of having a cold. I could hardly talk since I had lost my voice. However, the one-year of practice kept nagging me to just do it, though I started doubting if I would achieve my pre-race ambition of running within 1hr of the champion and improving on my last year's run time of 3:26:27.
Travelling to the venue
After a light breakfast, I left my residence while the morning was still. I was the only person on the road at this time of the morning. I arrived at the main gate to find two colleagues already there, and the minutes that followed saw other team members arrive at the assembly point. At 6.00am the bus left for the Nyayo Stadium - the venue of the race. The mood in the bus was somber - we just kept to ourselves with little talk. Even at this early time in the morning, we found most roads leading to the venue already closed.
We alighted at Nairobi West shopping centre and walked across Langata road to the stadium, where many athletes had already gathered despite this being just 6.30am, with the first event set to start at seven.
We had two members on the 42km run, and so after depositing our luggage at our designated cheering point at the upper terrace of the stadium, just next to the VIP stand, the two of us headed to the 42km assembly point. We found a big crowd there and were just in time to sing the national anthem then start on the warm ups.
The starting point
Athletes started pushing towards the starting line, though they were being reminded to stay at the assembly point (50m away). No one seemed to move behind, despite the first event being the wheel chair race. By some luck, the late coming wheel chair race participants were let through the thick gathering of runners, as they moved to the front line to start their race.
At 7.00am the horn sounded and the wheel chair race began. The 42km runners jostled to the starting point, despite being reminded that they had ten more minutes. The pushing continued and the officials threatened to cancel the race. We knew they would do no such thing and so the athletes keep piling pressure on the front runners, with the crowd almost overwhelming the security personnel who had formed a human shield at the starting point.
The run begins
The horn sounded a second time and the 42km run began. I was somewhere in the last grouping even as the run started slowly due to the many runners who had filled up the road with no space to overtake. Two hundred meters later, we were faced with the railway flyover which is a gentle hilly section that saw many runners drop behind. I maintained a consistent pace and hence kept overtaking the masses as I went along. I got to a group that had my pace on the section Uhuru highway to University way and back. I stayed with them until the Parliament road loop, when I outpaced them. At the Railway station U-turn, I overtook a few runners, but one expressed his disgust and sprinted past me. He kept ahead of me while looking behind every now and then to make sure that I did not catch up. However, at the railway flyover, another gentle hilly section, he was kind of surprised that the hill could be that demanding, since he suddenly just dropped pace then dropped out. What happened to the 'run your own run' principle that we have been taught at training? I kept my steady pace upto the stadium. By this time the 21km run had started and I could see the runners on the opposite side of the road taking the same course.
Distance markers
By the stadium, I knew that I should have done 10km, and was eagerly awaiting the 10km marker, since my timer was showing 42min - which was quite fast for this distance. I run for over 75minutes and was a the first U-turn at the end of our course without seeing the 10km marker. My study of the map had indicated that this turn should be at the 18km mark.
On my way back to the stadium before taking the same route back for the second circuit, I overtook few of my 21km run colleagues, while those on the opposite side of the road acknowledged me. The weather was perfect for the run - cool, a little bit cold and no sunshine.
The second circuit
As I took the second circuit on Mombasa road, it started drizzling and before long we had light rains. The tarmac become wet and my clothes got soaked. For a moment I thought that the run shall be cancelled if the rains persisted. However, I knew that the first person, whom I saw on the opposite side of the road, was surely heading for the finish line.
The rains subsided as I did the U-turn at the extreme end of course on Mombasa road. I then had to do about 8km to the finish line. My body settled on some pace and I kept going without noticing much on my surroundings. I remember making the last turn on Langata road towards Nyayo stadium. I remember getting to the stadium gate... and that is all that I remember.
Give him salt
How I did the last lap inside the stadium to the finish line remains a story that I was told. I found myself at the first aid tent with a voice saying, "Sit him and give him the ORS". Someone supported me to a sitting position, from my lying position, and handed me a 200ml tub of the salty solution, which I drained in one swig. I could now recognize the lady who added, "I told you he will be fine"
"Give him another," she commanded. And so I downed another saline, after which I stood up to find a colleague waiting on me. I was now full of energy as I walked to the medals table outside the stadium, where I handed over my timing chip and got the 42km finisher medal. I then walked back to our stand in the stadium to acknowledge cheers from colleagues - who congratulated me for a good run. There was no way of knowing my run time (or even if I finished the run). Certificates were not being given out for this year's event, since they were to be got online in the new week. I do not remember stopping my timer, which however had been stopped at 3.13.02 with the pedometer reading 41.74km.
Record breaking
When I finally got my online certificate, I was in surprise that runner no. 790 had clocked 3.07.51. I had surely over-pushed myself on this one! The winner of the event, who was runner no. 709, clocked 2.10.12, being the best time ever recorded at the Nairobi event on the new course. (The women's event was won in 2.28.57, with 1.01.44 and 1.12.18 being the men and women winning times in the 21km run)
So runner 790 managed to challenge runner 709 in the hour - achieving his pre-run ambition. I took the bus ride back to my place for a shower then bed rest, even as the winner took off with KShs.1.5M (US$20,000) and another KShs.0.25M (US$3,400) bonus for the course record.
The 2009 event shall be remembered as the rainy run where the organizers failed to have a single distance marker on any route, though they improved on provision of water, which was availed in all, but one point.
Next year am being pushed to break the 3.00hr record, though I do not know if I can take it - but let the people decide.
WWB, Nairobi, Kenya, November 2009
Was I ready?
I had not practised for one week. In fact the previous weekend I had travelled to the lake side city for a holiday, and came back to Nairobi on Wednesday with a bad cold. I could not therefore do the last three practice sessions for weekend, Monday and Wednesday. On Friday before the big day our team usually does a lap of honour - a 3km group run to get to know the team members and have a pre-run photography. My departmental colleague and I failed to get the team on the route since we left the compound late. My cold was still nagging and the mid-day draught was not helping either.
When the alarm woke me up at 4.30am on Sunday, I was not sure whether I should take on the challenge of the long run or just retire with the excuse of having a cold. I could hardly talk since I had lost my voice. However, the one-year of practice kept nagging me to just do it, though I started doubting if I would achieve my pre-race ambition of running within 1hr of the champion and improving on my last year's run time of 3:26:27.
Travelling to the venue
After a light breakfast, I left my residence while the morning was still. I was the only person on the road at this time of the morning. I arrived at the main gate to find two colleagues already there, and the minutes that followed saw other team members arrive at the assembly point. At 6.00am the bus left for the Nyayo Stadium - the venue of the race. The mood in the bus was somber - we just kept to ourselves with little talk. Even at this early time in the morning, we found most roads leading to the venue already closed.
We alighted at Nairobi West shopping centre and walked across Langata road to the stadium, where many athletes had already gathered despite this being just 6.30am, with the first event set to start at seven.
We had two members on the 42km run, and so after depositing our luggage at our designated cheering point at the upper terrace of the stadium, just next to the VIP stand, the two of us headed to the 42km assembly point. We found a big crowd there and were just in time to sing the national anthem then start on the warm ups.
The starting point
Athletes started pushing towards the starting line, though they were being reminded to stay at the assembly point (50m away). No one seemed to move behind, despite the first event being the wheel chair race. By some luck, the late coming wheel chair race participants were let through the thick gathering of runners, as they moved to the front line to start their race.
At 7.00am the horn sounded and the wheel chair race began. The 42km runners jostled to the starting point, despite being reminded that they had ten more minutes. The pushing continued and the officials threatened to cancel the race. We knew they would do no such thing and so the athletes keep piling pressure on the front runners, with the crowd almost overwhelming the security personnel who had formed a human shield at the starting point.
The run begins
The horn sounded a second time and the 42km run began. I was somewhere in the last grouping even as the run started slowly due to the many runners who had filled up the road with no space to overtake. Two hundred meters later, we were faced with the railway flyover which is a gentle hilly section that saw many runners drop behind. I maintained a consistent pace and hence kept overtaking the masses as I went along. I got to a group that had my pace on the section Uhuru highway to University way and back. I stayed with them until the Parliament road loop, when I outpaced them. At the Railway station U-turn, I overtook a few runners, but one expressed his disgust and sprinted past me. He kept ahead of me while looking behind every now and then to make sure that I did not catch up. However, at the railway flyover, another gentle hilly section, he was kind of surprised that the hill could be that demanding, since he suddenly just dropped pace then dropped out. What happened to the 'run your own run' principle that we have been taught at training? I kept my steady pace upto the stadium. By this time the 21km run had started and I could see the runners on the opposite side of the road taking the same course.
Distance markers
By the stadium, I knew that I should have done 10km, and was eagerly awaiting the 10km marker, since my timer was showing 42min - which was quite fast for this distance. I run for over 75minutes and was a the first U-turn at the end of our course without seeing the 10km marker. My study of the map had indicated that this turn should be at the 18km mark.
On my way back to the stadium before taking the same route back for the second circuit, I overtook few of my 21km run colleagues, while those on the opposite side of the road acknowledged me. The weather was perfect for the run - cool, a little bit cold and no sunshine.
The second circuit
As I took the second circuit on Mombasa road, it started drizzling and before long we had light rains. The tarmac become wet and my clothes got soaked. For a moment I thought that the run shall be cancelled if the rains persisted. However, I knew that the first person, whom I saw on the opposite side of the road, was surely heading for the finish line.
The rains subsided as I did the U-turn at the extreme end of course on Mombasa road. I then had to do about 8km to the finish line. My body settled on some pace and I kept going without noticing much on my surroundings. I remember making the last turn on Langata road towards Nyayo stadium. I remember getting to the stadium gate... and that is all that I remember.
Give him salt
How I did the last lap inside the stadium to the finish line remains a story that I was told. I found myself at the first aid tent with a voice saying, "Sit him and give him the ORS". Someone supported me to a sitting position, from my lying position, and handed me a 200ml tub of the salty solution, which I drained in one swig. I could now recognize the lady who added, "I told you he will be fine"
"Give him another," she commanded. And so I downed another saline, after which I stood up to find a colleague waiting on me. I was now full of energy as I walked to the medals table outside the stadium, where I handed over my timing chip and got the 42km finisher medal. I then walked back to our stand in the stadium to acknowledge cheers from colleagues - who congratulated me for a good run. There was no way of knowing my run time (or even if I finished the run). Certificates were not being given out for this year's event, since they were to be got online in the new week. I do not remember stopping my timer, which however had been stopped at 3.13.02 with the pedometer reading 41.74km.
Record breaking
When I finally got my online certificate, I was in surprise that runner no. 790 had clocked 3.07.51. I had surely over-pushed myself on this one! The winner of the event, who was runner no. 709, clocked 2.10.12, being the best time ever recorded at the Nairobi event on the new course. (The women's event was won in 2.28.57, with 1.01.44 and 1.12.18 being the men and women winning times in the 21km run)
So runner 790 managed to challenge runner 709 in the hour - achieving his pre-run ambition. I took the bus ride back to my place for a shower then bed rest, even as the winner took off with KShs.1.5M (US$20,000) and another KShs.0.25M (US$3,400) bonus for the course record.
The 2009 event shall be remembered as the rainy run where the organizers failed to have a single distance marker on any route, though they improved on provision of water, which was availed in all, but one point.
Next year am being pushed to break the 3.00hr record, though I do not know if I can take it - but let the people decide.
WWB, Nairobi, Kenya, November 2009
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