The Berlin Marathon, once a pleasant but unremarkable jaunt through the Grunewald forest, was redirected through the streets of West Berlin in 1981. In doing so, it became part of the city for a day. After the Berlin Wall came down in 1989, the race was rerouted again so that it passed through the old East and West Berlin. In that first true city-wide race, on 30 September 1990, three days before Germany was officially reunified, many runners wept as they passed underneath the Brandenburg Gate.
“Two Hours: The Quest to Run the Impossible Marathon” by Ed Caesar, April 09, 2017 at 07:52 PM
Continue reading Berlin marathon and The wall
In these final moments of stillness, however, Mutai banished impure thoughts and the crowding, conflicted voices. He attempted to focus.
Psychologists talk about a Zen-like state of instinctual action in which the greatest sporting performances are attained. They call it Flow.
The French cyclist Jean Bobet described a similar but distinct experience called La Volupté, which ‘is delicate, intimate and ephemeral. It arrives, it takes hold of you, sweeps you up and then leaves you again. It is for you alone. It is a combination of speed and ease, force and grace. It is pure happiness.’
“Two Hours: The Quest to Run the Impossible Marathon” by Ed Caesar, April 06, 2017 at 12:59 AM
If he were a civilian, Chike would have had sympathies, would have tried to puzzle out the rights and wrongs of each side, but his military training disposed him to neutrality. It was for politicians to decide who they fought and why, which causes were just and which were not. Soldiers dealt in orders alone
“Welcome To Lagos” by Chibundu Onuzo
Continue reading Civilians, Soldiers, and Politicians
The bridge-dwellers spoke different languages, worshipped different gods, supported different premiership teams; but every single one Chike had spoken to was moving out soon, even those who had lived there for years. It was the Lagos delusion.
– “Welcome to Lagos” by Chibundu Onuzo
I still find that, in general, having a plan is, well, a good plan. But when my carefully laid plan laughed at me, rather than clutch at it too tightly I just made a new one…
Lauren Graham, in “Talking As Fast As I Can: From Gilmore Girls to Gilmore Girls, and Everything in Between“
Throughout its life, the rate of 91 per cent was a public tranquilizer, making everyone in the lower bracket feel fortunate not to be rich, and not hurting the rich very much.
Business Adventures: Twelve Classic Tales from the World of Wall Street, by John Brooks