Quite early in my life, I had the good fortune of knowing enough to value Love above all other things. It has always been my opinion that true fulfillment lies primarily in our relationships, not in our jobs or careers or earthly accomplishments.
So in that mindset, I had continually committed myself to the business of learning all that may aid me in becoming more efficient and successful in loving people. Particularly, I had pursued the vision of a glorious love life. With the help of scriptures, I had come to understand that selfless love was the key to having a piece of heaven on earth in my relationship.
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I have been battered by a series of adverse conditions.
Part of the reason is that I live in a city with a chronically broken system situated in a country with an even more impressive cauldron of mangled governance and institutions.
Among an array of difficulties, my greatest bane was the power supply which was normally erratic, unstable and sometimes none existent on certain special days of the month.
My fellow mainland-Lagosians would know what am talking about, but if you are domiciled elsewhere on the planet, please don’t be alarmed. For us, it’s been like this from the beginning of time – a way of life, so to speak.
And since my business depended heavily on electricity I was increasingly frustrated as duly expected. Buying fuel to power the generator was costing me a lot thereby increasing my cost of production, which in turn ended up affecting my profit margin in the most excruciating way.
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If you’ve never paid heed to the words of our fathers, listen now: It is true that “bad” company corrupts. I have kept such a company, so I know.
For who would have thought that at the end of 2015 I’d find myself a fanatic of the long-distance run. For before then my less than a kilometer early morning jog from my house at Chemist Bus stop to the University of Lagos (and back) was sufficient in maintaining my fitness and vigor. The virile physique I possessed didn’t need much to keep the unsightly features of neglect at bay. But all that changed when my best friend somehow unwittingly convinced me to try something hardcore.
Known for adamantly sticking to my own way – especially when I feel comfortable with it – I am usually never swayed. And so for a long time (precisely up until September 2015), I played true to the script. I was only amused and intrigued when my “brother from another mother” would recount his exploits of perpetually running 5km, 10km, and then talk about plans to push even further.
Never for once did I refrain from asking the crucial question, “Why the heck would you want to do that to yourself?” It absolutely didn’t make sense to me why a competent computer programmer would exert himself like a professional athlete preparing for the Olympics.
Oh, did I not mention he didn’t only care about how much distance he covered but also the time it took. It was his goal to reduce gradually the minutes per kilometer, perhaps until it looked something much like what the Kenyans often achieved, like aliens on steroids. Continue reading “AVOIDING THE ENTANGLING SNARE THAT COMES WITH KEEPING CRAZY FRIENDS”