To run, or...
Writer's block? It was quite a sturdy block. It was a while since I last wrote anything. This edition doesn't really has anything to do with "elsewhere". Nevertheless, I hope it will motivate me to continue writing. . Saturday 16 November was a very special day. Gerhard, the youngest of my two boys, and I ran together for the first time in years. It was the 5 km of the Valhalla Parkrun. With that in mind, and to explain why it was such a special day, I turn the clock back to January 1994. We had just moved to Pretoria, and the schools would start in a week or so after the Christmas recess. Both the boys, who were still in the primary school, took part in the 1 200 m, and I thought they should make a good impression at the start of the athletics season in the new school. I commandeered them that afternoon to go for a run. What a shock it was. We had just started running when they left me behind. I...