Monday, 29 February 2016

Why I Ran The Barcelona Half Marathon In 2016

“If you are planning for a year, sow rice; if you are planning for a decade, plant trees; if you are planning for a lifetime, educate people" - Chinese Proverb.


For all my study of Greek political thought, I couldn’t tell you who predates the other, Sophocles or Aristotle? I only mention this because the point I want to rely on in this blog entry, was made by both authors, yet I cannot decide who was reaffirming the other. Sophocles said call no man happy until he is dead, while Aristotle went even further and said; even if a man lives an excellent and happy life, we cannot call him happy either if his offspring fall into ruin after his death.

This tells me that it is not advisable for any mortal to claim to have the right formula for an excellent life. So, although what I am doing this 2016 is inspired by my own childhood experiences, I know it is only one of the possible pathways to excelling in life. I do not claim to be living the happiest possible life either or, even, to be in the vicinity of my goals in life. What I do claim, instead, is that I am satisficing, by which I mean I am heading in the general direction of those goals. 

What started me off in the general direction of my goals is that, growing up in rural Zimbabwe, my Grandfather had a thick volume Who’s Who among his very few books. Reading what other people had achieved must have sowed the idea in my mind to emulate their pathways. It is this start in life, I wish for every one of my rural countrymen. 

Now, the circuitous introduction I have put up above is only meant to support one idea and one idea only: access to books and knowledge must make for a happier life than living in ignorance. It is with this idea in mind that I have decided to make all my Marathons and Half Marathons in 2016 to be in aid of raising money to send books to rural areas in Zimbabwe. 

My running shirt and cause at the 2016 Barcelona Half Marathon.

My Grandfather - John Kanhutu. Later, I will tell you about the social compact he had with President Mugabe and, my place in that compact.
Facts and Figures:  


I flew Norwegian airlines from Gatwick Airport to Barcelona: http://www.norwegian.com/uk/ 

My return flight from Barcelona to Gatwick was on Vueling: http://www.vueling.com/en  

My stay in Barcelona was at the 4 Star Hotel Villa Olimpic@ Suites: http://www.zthotels.com/en/hotel/villa-olimpica-suites/  

Photo Essay:


At the finishing of the 2016 Mitja Marato de Barcelona

Arrival at Barcelona El Prat Airport

With the G Men at Barcelona El Prat Airport.


My Hotel in Barcelona. Very close to the beach and walking distance to race venue.

First things first. Flags out!
The Torre Agbar near the Registration point.

The Torre Agbar near the Registration point.

Finding my name at Registration out of 18 000 other names, thank God for the inventor of the alphabet and numbers.

Finding my name at Registration out of 18 000 other names, thank God for the inventor of the alphabet and numbers.

Finding my name at Registration out of 18 000 other names, thank God for the inventor of the alphabet and numbers.

Finding my name at Registration out of 18 000 other names, thank God for the inventor of the alphabet and numbers.

Finding my name at Registration out of 18 000 other names, thank God for the inventor of the alphabet and numbers.


Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

Race day eve, warming up in my hotel's fitness area.

2am on race day in my hotel room fixing my bib/race number to my running shirt.

2am on race day in my hotel room fixing my bib/race number to my running shirt.

Nearly ready!

Nearly ready!! 

Final checks before walking just under a kilometre to race venue 

Breakfast was an affair to forget!! 

Breakfast was an affair to forget!! 

Barcelona is now in our hands!! 

Barcelona is now in our hands!! 

Barcelona is now in our hands!! 


Barcelona comes to a standstill for us!!

And the winner is...!!

And the winner is...!!

And the winner is...!!

And the winner is...!!

And the winner is...!!

And the winner is...!!

Just look at all those millions of people behind me as I cruise to the finishing line!

I am done!!

I am done!

At the finishing line!

Friends, Zimbabweans, Countrymen, Lend me your ears!!

Zimbabwe!!

At the Arc de Triomf

Arc de Triomf

Arc de Triomf

Number 1 (One!)

Number 1 (One!)

At the finishing line of the Mitja Marato de Barcelona.

Number 1 (One!)

Number 1 (One!)

Number 1 (One!)

Number 1 (One!)

I don't even know the name of this monument, that's how tired I was!

I don't even know the name of this monument, that's how tired I was!

I don't even know the name of this monument, that's how tired I was!

With new friends I met on the way to the beach after the race.

With new friends I made on the way to the beach after the race

Back in my hotel room for my usual end of race photo!

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