LA. 11 Oct 2012.

You have to wonder what on earth was LA thinking? That he’d pull it off? Hubris? I suppose but you can run but you can’t hide. Fake is Fake. An actor acting? One down, many to go..? A friend of mine always says: ‘When you cheat, you only cheat yourself…’ After the first two races — this began to seem obvious to everyone other than the star struck. Like watching a Shakespearean play — in which the antagonist is talking to someone in plain sight of the protagonist — yet the protagonist can’t hear the treachery being planned. You want to yell: — he’s right in front of you. But, Alas! Kinda’ like the Bruce Willis film, The Jackal. Where Bruce was so poorly disguised that you kept muttering in every scene — ‘Look for the guy that looks just like Bruce Willis.’ Ah. If it were easy — everyone would be doing it. Right? And therein lies our answer… or rather problem.

Teamwork. 30 Sept 2012.




Joseph Mutinda came to DS for training and at the last minute decided that he would enter the 10K race. And race he did. He won the 10K. He said that he was going to go for a run before the race started. So he takes off… The National Anthem plays. No Joseph. The priest gives a benediction and the photographer and a couple others ask: ‘Where’s Joseph?’ No idea. The start horn blows — time to move. I kept thinking it’s a bummer for him to miss the race but also kept thinking — he’s not gonna miss the race. I got to mile 1.5 and couldn’t resist — I saw a friend on the sidelines and I shouted to her: ‘Have you seen Joseph?’ She said he’s running… I crossed the finish line completely knackered. I was doubled over recovering, when I looked up to find Joseph crossing the line shortly thereafter to win the 10K. I ran the 5K. There were several guys in the race that were ‘Austin’s Finest’ but Joseph came in 30 seconds before them. The Keyans are superb athletes and human beings. It was a pleasure to hang around with Joseph for a week. He put up with crazy barking dogs, crazy weather and crazy people. Just like Kenya. Excepting the crazy people.

Laters, Eddie