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A toast – mikemuthaka
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September 26, 2016. September 26, 2016. I want this to be a happy piece. I want us to raise a few glasses in the end. So let’s get some negative energy out the way first. Remember that job I was telling you about last time? It didn’t happen. They told me to wait. I waited, and then I waited some more. The old. Don’t call us we’ll call you. Well, I’m not. Because I’m an egotistical bastard and I don’t want to bother myself thinking what will happen when I stop caring about writing, because my texting is g...
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The Running Writer : Quest for a 2:45 Marathon: May 2013
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There was an error in this gadget. Wednesday, May 29, 2013. Back to the Grind. So I picked my lessons from last week and I am implementing them. Main areas are weight, mileage and proper form. Unclear to me is how I will combine mileage with intensity. I know there is a way though. I will find it. I will probably alternate high mileage weeks vs high-intensity weeks but we will see. So far, week one has gone well. I did 18X3 making this weeks mileage 80K. Now I rest for the weekend grind. After lying in b...
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The Running Writer : Quest for a 2:45 Marathon: October 2013
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There was an error in this gadget. Tuesday, October 29, 2013. 1/2 Mar - 1:24:58. Posted by Running Writer. Sunday, October 27, 2013. 2013 Stanchart Marathon Report. I had big dreams for this year's Stanchart Marathon. I had trained hard for it. I had made sacrifices, taken some risks. Several risks, especially skiving work, and made adjustments in my diet that saw me shed 10Kgs. So I had some great expectations. We even started peddling it: I told Mark about it - Mark had a psoas injury. Mark gave it...
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The Running Writer : Quest for a 2:45 Marathon: Challenging My Limits
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There was an error in this gadget. Sunday, May 4, 2014. 3rd - 32K. It really bangs me up. Really. Go to Stadi and pick two caps and a short. I get Brao's number. Brooks are finished. Did I say the 32K fucked me up? 5th - 21k in 1:35. 6th - 15k easy. Fartlekish. 7th - 12K. Tired. 8th - 8K. Started late. No floodlights. Recovery. Wasn't even supposed to run but had calories to burn. 13th - 16K. Feeling stronger. More collected. 15th - 10K easy with strides. 22nd - Have some kind of flu coz my right anterio...
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Under Starry Skies: October 2014
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Wednesday, October 22, 2014. 101 Pluto Street Short Story. He stood there, his broad shoulders hunched and his hands in his pockets, in the dark—the streetlight looping overhead wasn’t working—and soaked in the rain. He wasn’t expecting it when he left Soweto that afternoon. It had been sunny and hot as is expected in late October, and he only thought to wear his takkies. How will they treat white people? Will there be violence? How will it be like living in a free South Africa? Wore them, and checked hi...
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Under Starry Skies: March 2014
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Friday, March 21, 2014. Nostalgia is a bummer. It might make you feel nice, but then you catch yourself and wonder why. It questions your decisions, as it brings with it doubts you must confront. Maybe I shouldn’t have done this or that, you think, as this feels all good now, as I remember. That seemed to weigh you down. And you feel great because, unlike a fanatic, you have redoubled your efforts but haven’t forgotten the aim. What have I got myself into? Ha ha ha haa! 8221; it was always a rapid, four ...
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Under Starry Skies: June 2015
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Thursday, June 25, 2015. Space Masande Ntshanga Caine Prize 2015 Shortlist. Masande Ntshanga’s Space. Hints, dropped in innocuous looking one-liners, seem to tell the stories behind the story. Readers who like cryptic mysteries would enjoy Space. More One can suppose, for instance, that Space. Typos don’t count for much, but I noticed 'Mrs. Sindiwe' in one paragraph and 'Mrs. Siviwe' in another, presumably referring to the same teacher. All in all, Space. Picture Credit: Caine Prize. In addition, one is ...
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About | The Mad Ramblings Of A Player To His Alter-Ego
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The Mad Ramblings Of A Player To His Alter-Ego. The diary of a mad man…. Just an average Kenyan mad man from The University of Nairobi forging on. (madness and all) Writing is my passion and flows in my blood deeper than professionally trained red blood cells and in the end all I hope to do is not only entertain and enlighten you but to leave you saying ‘damn, that was good! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Such is life…. Arts an...
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Randomness | The Mad Ramblings Of A Player To His Alter-Ego
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The Mad Ramblings Of A Player To His Alter-Ego. The diary of a mad man…. December 6, 2013. Whenever money has just dropped by for its monthly let-us-go-and-live-large-for-a-few-days bonanza every month saying no to a random excursion to town is awfully hard. And this is the position I find myself in when Odeny and Wuod Matha ask me to go with them to town to see Achweya. It has been a while since I saw the guy and a trip to town to see him is maybe just what the doctor ordered. Once we get to his place w...
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Under Starry Skies: You Wouldn't Listen to a Madman
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Friday, July 17, 2015. You Wouldn't Listen to a Madman. You wouldn’t listen to a madman. With a shrill outburst, powerful. And sudden, like a flurry of crow wings. And voice just as loud, burying. The silence of rummage, escaping. The grime of earth, and seized. In a solitary moment. What do you know about truth? Nay, let us speak of friendship. And the portly mother hen,. Poking mother earth, finding truth,. And lie, truth, and lie. How, my friend,. Would you know, when we sit. View my complete profile.
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