A couple of weeks ago, I came back home from my journey in Kenya and I wanted to share all the beautiful experiences I lived with you all.
It’s over twenty years since I occasionally reached upland zones in order to follow the people who distinguish themselves with speed and athleticism during the world’s marathons. During these stays I took the opportunity to get in touch with locals and find out what they can offer that is different, new and nice.
Without describing to you everything in detail, I can say that, despite the backwardness of some sectors and poverty of many, Kenyans have one thing that lots of people miss. I’m speaking of the joy of life; happiness for the small things.
I’ve seen kids of two years of age running barefoot with a big smile and others who have lost their smile because they finished second, but still went on to give compliments to the best.
I’ve seen the determination of those who have nothing to lose and everything to gain. I’ve seen humble people, who show the world how to be great champion of life.
But most of all, I’ve understood that no matter where you’re from or what you do, the most important thing is to believe in own skills and never give up. Only then can goals be reached and life become considered worth living.