This is one hard blog to begin. I walked home, all of 11km.
It happens Carol A, my buddy, had an interview somewhere on my way home and she was walking there so I offered to walk her there - and in the process try my tired lines on her (haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ha!) then proceed home.
We set off at about 545pm. She was bubbly and giggly and chattery and all while I was all ears, urging her on with a comment here, a laugh there ... all that you do to make for good company.
In no time we were at Uhuru Park. Pan Afric then up The Chancery, the venue of her interview, which she texted me a few minutes later to say had been postponed.
From Chancery, I took the inner road, 5th Ngong Avenue, another road, another turn and off to the Nairobi Hospital, up Hurlingham, Yaya and all the way home.
Thanks for the jam, I didn't have to endure the harassment from the matatu guys. On and on ... all the way home, dusty shoes and all but feeling ok.
The walk did some good to my legs but I could not get up in time for the morning run. It will have to wait till Wednesday as I prepare for Ndakaini.
PS
Jack's leg is still on ice and George Karimi was urging us all to aim at a sub 2hrs when we go to Ndakaini. Boy, we are in ...
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