Running for Misfits
About Us
Your stories
Please share any inspirational and/or funny/sad stories about your running with me. We all have a wealth of running experiences which needs to be shared! I will be honoured to share them on my blog.
Our Story
I started running as I was useless at all other sports and at school we were forced to do at least a winter and summer sport of our choice. I swim like a rock and has the ball sense of a sloth (proven by getting a black eye trying to play tennis). The obvious and only thing left, was running, which I did a lot of while playing on our small farm with the local kids. My reset point is running barefoot through the veld, chasing imaginary monsters and cooking eggs over an open fire. I looked like a little boy, sunburnt and refused to wear girl clothes. I was eight years old and my brother my best playmate.
