Running is not our life, but it is a perfect balance to a good life.

Held every Saturday from 7.00-7.30am, the Thesis Run Cru seeks to foster a running tradition to help keep fit. As they say, a healthy body is a healthy mind. 

  RUN They Say! The alarm clock beeps… You open your eyes, take your first step out of bed, and sit at the edge of your bed and you are thinking to yourself “do I really have to do this”. The body and the mind come together and form allies. The one muttering, “oh just go back to bed, this can be done tomorrow” and the other not cooperating with lacing up your running shoes. At that moment as you step out the house, the battle between yourself and yourself has begun and only ends when you finally kick off your shoes. It is 7am and Mofolo is French kissed by the sun. That battle you had been struggling with since the morning, its not just you alone. There is a whole Run Cru that is fighting with you and you may not even realize that your battle isn’t as bad as the next person who is stretching next to you. And that’s the beauty of running with a cru, is the idea of comradery The feeling of knowing that running isn’t so hard for you alone but for other people too. Furthermore, than having people to run with every Saturday it is having a family. A family who is there for you at the top of the triple steep of Winnie cheering you on, having Sizwe run with you from start to finish or having the gents chant words of encouragement “spirit” before reaching the Thesis shop. Running is hard! It is fucking hard, the plot twist to it being so hard is that running builds you, not your body but mentally too. And nothing makes it easier like having a cru to go through the hardships and joys of running with you. 

 

RUN They Say!

The alarm clock beeps…

You open your eyes, take your first step out of bed, and sit at the edge of your bed and you are thinking to yourself “do I really have to do this”. The body and the mind come together and form allies. The one muttering, “oh just go back to bed, this can be done tomorrow” and the other not cooperating with lacing up your running shoes. At that moment as you step out the house, the battle between yourself and yourself has begun and only ends when you finally kick off your shoes.

It is 7am and Mofolo is French kissed by the sun.

That battle you had been struggling with since the morning, its not just you alone. There is a whole Run Cru that is fighting with you and you may not even realize that your battle isn’t as bad as the next person who is stretching next to you. And that’s the beauty of running with a cru, is the idea of comradery The feeling of knowing that running isn’t so hard for you alone but for other people too. Furthermore, than having people to run with every Saturday it is having a family. A family who is there for you at the top of the triple steep of Winnie cheering you on, having Sizwe run with you from start to finish or having the gents chant words of encouragement “spirit” before reaching the Thesis shop.

Running is hard! It is fucking hard, the plot twist to it being so hard is that running builds you, not your body but mentally too. And nothing makes it easier like having a cru to go through the hardships and joys of running with you. 

  Lets meet Sizwe, the heart and soul of the cru, well it’s just so natural for him to be that person. He is so kind and gentle but he has this thing about him that you cant put your finger on. It might be because he is so patient with you. A 10km run is hell especially when you have been so comfortable running the 5km. But Sizwe from start to finish he paces you, pushes you, encourages you and puts you through the grind. The thing with running with him isn’t just that, it’s the conversation while running. He throws in subliminal lines of reassurance that you are doing great at this life thing and running. He said “you are pushing really well and I like your attitude. You know at first I thought you were lazy yazi, is it because I underestimated you by because of your beauty but it is in you to do amazing things, you are a natural hard worker. Like I once said to you, you are on the right track hold on to that, big things are coming your way” The past weekend, we did our normal 10km route but we did it anti clockwise “back to back”. Oh man was it a tough son of a bitch! There is a steep we have named as “satan”, it’s like a long long never ending steep on What What road (the name of that road no one really knows)  that meets at the top of Vilakazi street. The steep has a mini dip within it and you can imagine every time you look up, all you see is a tar road. The sight of this kills you and you remember why you don’t want to run ever again or why waking up was such a mission. But you carry on with the little strength left in you because you have Sizwe by your side who is literally making you run up this steep on your toes at one pace while holding your hand. There is nothing like it. And while you are making your way up you hear him whisper “keep pushing, just almost there just don’t thing about it”.    Running with my woes The trick to running is to keep your mind motivated and distracted. Let’s break it down running is mind over matter, right? So if you keep your mind from slowing you down by distracting it with a change of scenery with each run or cranking up the beats on your playlist then Bob is your uncle, correct? This is how it works: your mind while running or lets say in general is the kingpin in the drug cartel. Imagine you are running on the treadmill, your view is of a brick wall and you are listening to the noises at gym, that include grunting from the guys picking up weight or deep exhales from the lady running on the treadmill next to you. And you are thinking to yourself “I have only been on this for 15 minutes and still didn’t sweat the map of Africa on my t shirt”. The treadmill is boring as fuck!! Firstly it’s not real running: under that black conveyer belt thingie are little robot soldiers yelling “heave”. Secondly you only get tired because your mind gets bored of what your body is doing. So it cries wolf and your whole being falls for it and get off the treadmill. And after that running on the treadmill has escalated to running on the road.   Now imagine running on the road, the surface is hard, there is the hustle and bustle of the morning rush and occasionally dodging Rea Vaya busses. Well because those bus drivers think the road was made for them by their fathers. Granted you are enjoying your run, I mean you are like Rocky and “eye of the tiger” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btPJPFnesV4 is the soundtrack to your run. But after you get through 5km, the body starts with its childish behavior and you all of a sudden feel a little sharp pain in your right knee. Then you later start slacking and start thinking about what you are going to do when you get home. As soon as you know it you are walking so nicely nursing your injuries and the sun is beating on your face. And Sandy from the Nike app is saying through your headsets 6km at a pace of 7.40 and a time of 40:06 minutes. What usually follows after that is “fuck it, I am not running anymore”. Not that it lasts long till you try running on the track. Track is umh…a piece of work, because you are literally a hamster running on a wheel round and round and round again. This is literally a mind game where you need to keep your mind from putting the spanner in the wheel and you realize that you have only done 800m and you are running in a circle seeing the same things over and over again. But track is where your running is tested at great lengths. The pace you are running at after each lap is different from when you started, the surface is much softer so you run a little faster, you see where you are going and where you come from so you sort of cheat yourself into stopping and starting. Track is like God level * in Kanyes voice* of running, its hard and easy at the same time. This is where you start to notice that the treadmill and the road were not futile excersises but the foundation to you wanting to push yourself more and more on different terrains. Track is God level but trail running is God level 2.0!! in Kanye and JayZ voices*  It’s really something else that you have to experience for yourself, because words wouldn’t be doing justice to how beautiful it is. How you free you feel like, how you are at peace and your mind being totally silent. The sound of water trickling down the stream, birds chirping, smelling nothing but trees and odd flowers here and there, jumping over heaps of pooh left by an animal you would only see at the zoo. The only time when your body isn’t bitching over anything. It’s not going on about how hard it is for your knees or how your shins feel like they are splitting. NOTHING of that sort just singing in the voice of an angel “hallelujah”. This is like heaven, well what parts of it would be for a person who enjoys running.

 

Lets meet Sizwe, the heart and soul of the cru, well it’s just so natural for him to be that person. He is so kind and gentle but he has this thing about him that you cant put your finger on. It might be because he is so patient with you. A 10km run is hell especially when you have been so comfortable running the 5km. But Sizwe from start to finish he paces you, pushes you, encourages you and puts you through the grind. The thing with running with him isn’t just that, it’s the conversation while running. He throws in subliminal lines of reassurance that you are doing great at this life thing and running. He said “you are pushing really well and I like your attitude. You know at first I thought you were lazy yazi, is it because I underestimated you by because of your beauty but it is in you to do amazing things, you are a natural hard worker. Like I once said to you, you are on the right track hold on to that, big things are coming your way”

The past weekend, we did our normal 10km route but we did it anti clockwise “back to back”. Oh man was it a tough son of a bitch! There is a steep we have named as “satan”, it’s like a long long never ending steep on What What road (the name of that road no one really knows)  that meets at the top of Vilakazi street. The steep has a mini dip within it and you can imagine every time you look up, all you see is a tar road. The sight of this kills you and you remember why you don’t want to run ever again or why waking up was such a mission. But you carry on with the little strength left in you because you have Sizwe by your side who is literally making you run up this steep on your toes at one pace while holding your hand. There is nothing like it. And while you are making your way up you hear him whisper “keep pushing, just almost there just don’t thing about it”. 

 

Running with my woes

The trick to running is to keep your mind motivated and distracted.

Let’s break it down running is mind over matter, right?

So if you keep your mind from slowing you down by distracting it with a change of scenery with each run or cranking up the beats on your playlist then Bob is your uncle, correct?

This is how it works: your mind while running or lets say in general is the kingpin in the drug cartel.

Imagine you are running on the treadmill, your view is of a brick wall and you are listening to the noises at gym, that include grunting from the guys picking up weight or deep exhales from the lady running on the treadmill next to you. And you are thinking to yourself “I have only been on this for 15 minutes and still didn’t sweat the map of Africa on my t shirt”.

The treadmill is boring as fuck!!

Firstly it’s not real running: under that black conveyer belt thingie are little robot soldiers yelling “heave”.

Secondly you only get tired because your mind gets bored of what your body is doing. So it cries wolf and your whole being falls for it and get off the treadmill. And after that running on the treadmill has escalated to running on the road.  

Now imagine running on the road, the surface is hard, there is the hustle and bustle of the morning rush and occasionally dodging Rea Vaya busses. Well because those bus drivers think the road was made for them by their fathers. Granted you are enjoying your run, I mean you are like Rocky and “eye of the tiger” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btPJPFnesV4 is the soundtrack to your run. But after you get through 5km, the body starts with its childish behavior and you all of a sudden feel a little sharp pain in your right knee. Then you later start slacking and start thinking about what you are going to do when you get home. As soon as you know it you are walking so nicely nursing your injuries and the sun is beating on your face. And Sandy from the Nike app is saying through your headsets 6km at a pace of 7.40 and a time of 40:06 minutes. What usually follows after that is “fuck it, I am not running anymore”. Not that it lasts long till you try running on the track.

Track is umh…a piece of work, because you are literally a hamster running on a wheel round and round and round again. This is literally a mind game where you need to keep your mind from putting the spanner in the wheel and you realize that you have only done 800m and you are running in a circle seeing the same things over and over again. But track is where your running is tested at great lengths. The pace you are running at after each lap is different from when you started, the surface is much softer so you run a little faster, you see where you are going and where you come from so you sort of cheat yourself into stopping and starting. Track is like God level * in Kanyes voice* of running, its hard and easy at the same time. This is where you start to notice that the treadmill and the road were not futile excersises but the foundation to you wanting to push yourself more and more on different terrains.

Track is God level but trail running is God level 2.0!! in Kanye and JayZ voices*

 It’s really something else that you have to experience for yourself, because words wouldn’t be doing justice to how beautiful it is. How you free you feel like, how you are at peace and your mind being totally silent. The sound of water trickling down the stream, birds chirping, smelling nothing but trees and odd flowers here and there, jumping over heaps of pooh left by an animal you would only see at the zoo. The only time when your body isn’t bitching over anything. It’s not going on about how hard it is for your knees or how your shins feel like they are splitting. NOTHING of that sort just singing in the voice of an angel “hallelujah”. This is like heaven, well what parts of it would be for a person who enjoys running.

  The beauty of running is the bus… It was the theme of the Saturday run. The idea of a bus is that there is a sense of a journey and traveling together as a run cru, everyone focused on the mission. The route of this bus was the same route but there was something different about it. This time round, it certainly had to be that the driver of this bus was a woman. Like an Alpha woman, remember Beyonce in the Run the world (girls) video…you see that? Yes she was like that the head bitch in charge giggles like Beyonce while flicking her hair SHE EXERTS POWER AND INFLUENCE THROUGH HER ABILITY TO TAKE CHARGE. This is seen by her driving the cru through the 6/ Vilakazi street with their woes. Imagine a female driver, she is obviously everything a male driver is not. Like how she cares that no one is falling behind or will occasionally boost the moral of the cru and how the male voices would echo after her is something special. This Alpha woman enjoys being on an equal parity to the guys in the run cru, how she had Bra Thami and Lebo Rox (that is another topic for another story) by her side right till the end of the run. Is something that isn’t often done as those two guys float like butterflies while running and it is very hard to keep up. They don’t break a sweat as much as you would. It is safe to say that the other women in the run cru could say that she is one to look up to for leadership and inspiration. And her name is Linz. That female that you just don’t mess with *grunts like Beyonce The Saturday run was nothing short of beautiful. The weather was forgiving, people showed up in numbers, the road was clear and everyone was at their happiest. That’s the next level of running. When you can see the progress of running every Saturday and Tuesday, where the triple steep of Winnie doesn’t give you hell like it did when you started out. Or how you reach the Thesis concept store feeling like Mayweather after an epic fight because you finished off strong. The encouragement of the guys yelling “ladies in front, lets go lets go halehale go go” like in the movie 300 where Leonidas shouts “Spartans”.  Dankie Veja!!! The theme to this story of a guy who isn’t just a member of the run cru or a soft spoken guy who is the true reflection of dynamite comes in small packages, just has to be Aka’s Congratulate Me. Veja is the hero with no questions asked. He ran the Comrades Marathon that happened a few weekends ago and this wasn’t his first. This champion ran eight marathons and relentlessly keeps going back to what a normal runner would call self-inflicted pain. This makes the words “no pain no gain” a real thing. Do you know the pain of running in general let alone the pain of running on the road. And he ran like Forrest Gump for 9 hours and 26 minutes flat. “THIS RUNNING THING IS NOT EASY NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRAIN OR HOW MUCH YOU THINK YOU ARE USED TO IT”, said Veja. Upon speaking to him about his recent comrades marathon you can only imagine the million and one questions you would want to ask him but none of them are the “right questions”. So you listen to him speak in his husky voice that he lost at a soccer match last year November, about how running isn’t just running but more of something that is therapeutic. Remember in the first story that, there is a whole Run Cru that is fighting with you and you may not even realize that your battle isn’t as bad as the next person who is stretching next to you. This is more applicable than ever. Veja had been involved in a terrible car accident that left him without his index finger. And after that running to him wasn’t just putting on his running shoes and running as far as he can. It became his way of dealing with the roaring storms that were going on in him. This would make perfect sense as to why running is a lot of things to many people and why the Run Cru is the way it is today. It is about what you have over come, what you have achieved and who you are now through running. Thesis Lifestyle :Why run the marathon? Veja: “To start with I ran the comrades the first time as a dare when my friends said to me I wouldn’t be able to finish or run the comrades marathon, my reply was ngizonibonisa. After that I ran the comrades because it had become addictive. I enjoyed the pain that came with it and the whole experience of the event. Yazi there is nothing like people cheering you on from the sidelines there are not enough word to explain that feeling you have rushing through you as you run.” “And besides that I have always been a person who like adventure and pushing myself through greater challenges, like how I completed the Warrior Challenge.” TL: What is going through your mind at the time when you are running? V: “I just want to finish and that is it!!! Obviously there are other thoughts of your life and everything else in between. But the main thing is wanting to see the finish line.” “But the comrades marathon as I know it is a race that isn’t about time but more of you as a person your threshold for pain and how you pace yourself. So you have all the time in the world to gather your thoughts.” TL: At what point did giving up become an option? V: “ When you reach the half way point of 70km or so and your body just wants to give in. But when I realized that I had 20 minutes till it was cut off ngagijima kakhule mfana.” “But giving up is something that never escapes your mind while you are running, I guess the crowd cheering you on and when you see how close you are is what silences those thoughts.” The Saturday after comrades marathon had passed when Veja came back to run with Cru. The words of praise “Dankie Veja bade lam” and everyone being genuinely proud of him is what makes your eyes swell up with tears.   June 16 special  The morning of June 16, Soweto was not her usual self. She was busier than ever. The air was a little icy and cold but the sun balanced it out. The front of the Thesis Concept store looked like the meeting point of an uprising. Its around 7ish and the number of people who were present for the 16km run was overwhelming. Everyone was somewhat excited and eager for this. There is just something about seeing 20+ people running on the road. This Youth Day run felt like our own march, our own uprising was taking place in the streets of Soweto. There was a new meaning to the day. Something that stuck out from this day was when the run cru ran through a race/run thing that was happening at Morris Isaacson high school. And one of the guys in the middle of the pack shouted “yikasi lethu leli”, whistles then followed as a sign of everyone running supporting this statement. Its hard to describe this, it something you would have had to see with your own two eyes to understand how powerful that was. It left the people running that race with their jaws on the floor. The Run Cru really did murk that 16km run, not by just running it. But by being part of the cause behind it. History was made…to be continued.

 

The beauty of running is the bus…

It was the theme of the Saturday run.

The idea of a bus is that there is a sense of a journey and traveling together as a run cru, everyone focused on the mission. The route of this bus was the same route but there was something different about it. This time round, it certainly had to be that the driver of this bus was a woman.

Like an Alpha woman, remember Beyonce in the Run the world (girls) video…you see that? Yes she was like that the head bitch in charge giggles like Beyonce while flicking her hair

SHE EXERTS POWER AND INFLUENCE THROUGH HER ABILITY TO TAKE CHARGE.

This is seen by her driving the cru through the 6/ Vilakazi street with their woes. Imagine a female driver, she is obviously everything a male driver is not. Like how she cares that no one is falling behind or will occasionally boost the moral of the cru and how the male voices would echo after her is something special.

This Alpha woman enjoys being on an equal parity to the guys in the run cru, how she had Bra Thami and Lebo Rox (that is another topic for another story) by her side right till the end of the run. Is something that isn’t often done as those two guys float like butterflies while running and it is very hard to keep up. They don’t break a sweat as much as you would. It is safe to say that the other women in the run cru could say that she is one to look up to for leadership and inspiration.

And her name is Linz. That female that you just don’t mess with *grunts like Beyonce

The Saturday run was nothing short of beautiful.

The weather was forgiving, people showed up in numbers, the road was clear and everyone was at their happiest.

That’s the next level of running.

When you can see the progress of running every Saturday and Tuesday, where the triple steep of Winnie doesn’t give you hell like it did when you started out. Or how you reach the Thesis concept store feeling like Mayweather after an epic fight because you finished off strong.

The encouragement of the guys yelling “ladies in front, lets go lets go halehale go go” like in the movie 300 where Leonidas shouts “Spartans”. 

Dankie Veja!!!

The theme to this story of a guy who isn’t just a member of the run cru or a soft spoken guy who is the true reflection of dynamite comes in small packages, just has to be Aka’s Congratulate Me.

Veja is the hero with no questions asked. He ran the Comrades Marathon that happened a few weekends ago and this wasn’t his first. This champion ran eight marathons and relentlessly keeps going back to what a normal runner would call self-inflicted pain. This makes the words “no pain no gain” a real thing. Do you know the pain of running in general let alone the pain of running on the road. And he ran like Forrest Gump for 9 hours and 26 minutes flat.

“THIS RUNNING THING IS NOT EASY NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRAIN OR HOW MUCH YOU THINK YOU ARE USED TO IT”, said Veja.

Upon speaking to him about his recent comrades marathon you can only imagine the million and one questions you would want to ask him but none of them are the “right questions”. So you listen to him speak in his husky voice that he lost at a soccer match last year November, about how running isn’t just running but more of something that is therapeutic. Remember in the first story that, there is a whole Run Cru that is fighting with you and you may not even realize that your battle isn’t as bad as the next person who is stretching next to you. This is more applicable than ever. Veja had been involved in a terrible car accident that left him without his index finger. And after that running to him wasn’t just putting on his running shoes and running as far as he can. It became his way of dealing with the roaring storms that were going on in him. This would make perfect sense as to why running is a lot of things to many people and why the Run Cru is the way it is today. It is about what you have over come, what you have achieved and who you are now through running.

Thesis Lifestyle :Why run the marathon?

Veja: “To start with I ran the comrades the first time as a dare when my friends said to me I wouldn’t be able to finish or run the comrades marathon, my reply was ngizonibonisa. After that I ran the comrades because it had become addictive. I enjoyed the pain that came with it and the whole experience of the event. Yazi there is nothing like people cheering you on from the sidelines there are not enough word to explain that feeling you have rushing through you as you run.” “And besides that I have always been a person who like adventure and pushing myself through greater challenges, like how I completed the Warrior Challenge.”

TL: What is going through your mind at the time when you are running?

V: “I just want to finish and that is it!!! Obviously there are other thoughts of your life and everything else in between. But the main thing is wanting to see the finish line.” “But the comrades marathon as I know it is a race that isn’t about time but more of you as a person your threshold for pain and how you pace yourself. So you have all the time in the world to gather your thoughts.”

TL: At what point did giving up become an option?

V: “ When you reach the half way point of 70km or so and your body just wants to give in. But when I realized that I had 20 minutes till it was cut off ngagijima kakhule mfana.” “But giving up is something that never escapes your mind while you are running, I guess the crowd cheering you on and when you see how close you are is what silences those thoughts.”

The Saturday after comrades marathon had passed when Veja came back to run with Cru. The words of praise “Dankie Veja bade lam” and everyone being genuinely proud of him is what makes your eyes swell up with tears.  

June 16 special

 The morning of June 16, Soweto was not her usual self. She was busier than ever. The air was a little icy and cold but the sun balanced it out. The front of the Thesis Concept store looked like the meeting point of an uprising. Its around 7ish and the number of people who were present for the 16km run was overwhelming. Everyone was somewhat excited and eager for this.

There is just something about seeing 20+ people running on the road. This Youth Day run felt like our own march, our own uprising was taking place in the streets of Soweto. There was a new meaning to the day. Something that stuck out from this day was when the run cru ran through a race/run thing that was happening at Morris Isaacson high school. And one of the guys in the middle of the pack shouted “yikasi lethu leli”, whistles then followed as a sign of everyone running supporting this statement. Its hard to describe this, it something you would have had to see with your own two eyes to understand how powerful that was. It left the people running that race with their jaws on the floor.

The Run Cru really did murk that 16km run, not by just running it. But by being part of the cause behind it. History was made…to be continued.

  Against the wind The weather is swiftly changing…the transition from the cold morning runs to the almost sunny morning Saturday runs are starting to lift the people’s spirits. Last Saturday was a true testament to the fact that the weather plays a huge role in a runners life. The cru set out on their normal 10km route, but with a faster pace. There has been a balance between a fun run and also putting in the work. This was seen by ibus that pretty much stayed together from the shop right up to Vilakazi and back. Even with the new members who kept it together for the most part of the run. And the usual pit stops became very brief. Now back to the weather, August is very windy and dusty. It often makes it really hard to run. Well running is hard we all know that but the wind makes it even harder. Running against the wind is a challenge. This is simply because you are literally being pushed by a much natural and stronger force that slows you down if you don’t control your pace, don’t think about the actual wind or even flinch when a baby bug flies into your eye. Yes the route is the same but its different each time you run it. You are literally pushing as hard as you can with all the power and might you have in your already aching body. This is where conversations with yourself become louder than the howling wind, “body can we have chats about how we cannot do this and so desperately want to stop when we get to the shop – just not now Satan, I am trying to be great”… 

 

Against the wind

The weather is swiftly changing…the transition from the cold morning runs to the almost sunny morning Saturday runs are starting to lift the people’s spirits. Last Saturday was a true testament to the fact that the weather plays a huge role in a runners life. The cru set out on their normal 10km route, but with a faster pace. There has been a balance between a fun run and also putting in the work. This was seen by ibus that pretty much stayed together from the shop right up to Vilakazi and back. Even with the new members who kept it together for the most part of the run. And the usual pit stops became very brief.

Now back to the weather, August is very windy and dusty. It often makes it really hard to run. Well running is hard we all know that but the wind makes it even harder. Running against the wind is a challenge. This is simply because you are literally being pushed by a much natural and stronger force that slows you down if you don’t control your pace, don’t think about the actual wind or even flinch when a baby bug flies into your eye. Yes the route is the same but its different each time you run it. You are literally pushing as hard as you can with all the power and might you have in your already aching body. This is where conversations with yourself become louder than the howling wind, “body can we have chats about how we cannot do this and so desperately want to stop when we get to the shop – just not now Satan, I am trying to be great”… 

  Yes you are at war with the wind that is just pushing you back and in your mind and body you are like bitch can you calm the fuck down so I can actually finish this run. But as you look to your side, you draw strength from Kgotso who is not even moved by the fact that this wind is coming at you with the strength of some higher power. He is floating like a butterfly, back straight, mean mugging and thumbs up. The run beside him became the fastest yet toughest 10km. The thing with this wallflower (a person who is always on the outside that sees everything but doesn’t get too involved) is that he doesn’t have to say much he just flicks his wrist (insert 2 Chains flick of the wrist movement) to make sure you keep up. The difference between him and Sizwe is that, Kgotso doesn’t give a shit that you are tired, half dying or that your legs are snapping, he is so hard on you! Sizwe is very gentle and soft, one could easily say “no Sizwe, I want to walk” and he will walk with you. The run with Kgotso is confirmation that the Saturday run and Track Tuesdays pay off.    

 

Yes you are at war with the wind that is just pushing you back and in your mind and body you are like bitch can you calm the fuck down so I can actually finish this run. But as you look to your side, you draw strength from Kgotso who is not even moved by the fact that this wind is coming at you with the strength of some higher power. He is floating like a butterfly, back straight, mean mugging and thumbs up. The run beside him became the fastest yet toughest 10km. The thing with this wallflower (a person who is always on the outside that sees everything but doesn’t get too involved) is that he doesn’t have to say much he just flicks his wrist (insert 2 Chains flick of the wrist movement) to make sure you keep up. The difference between him and Sizwe is that, Kgotso doesn’t give a shit that you are tired, half dying or that your legs are snapping, he is so hard on you! Sizwe is very gentle and soft, one could easily say “no Sizwe, I want to walk” and he will walk with you. The run with Kgotso is confirmation that the Saturday run and Track Tuesdays pay off.

 

 

  The very first of many Thesis Night Runs, we are breeding in new life to this thing called running. Join us tonight and tell a friend to bring a friend and lets slyza 

 

The very first of many Thesis Night Runs, we are breeding in new life to this thing called running. Join us tonight and tell a friend to bring a friend and lets slyza 

  The turn out of the Thesis Night Run was heart warming. There is honestly nothing like it, everyone running in unison, cars hooting and people on the road screaming "SPIRIT". 

 

The turn out of the Thesis Night Run was heart warming. There is honestly nothing like it, everyone running in unison, cars hooting and people on the road screaming "SPIRIT".