Brentano-Murphy's Adventures

Sunday, 1 December 2013, the 4th Spur Trail Race of the Summer Series, my third race of the series. Being in the lead of the log for the Short course I felt a bit more nervous than normal, all I needed to do was try and win the race, or at least finish ahead of my competition (Annerie Beetge). I already had excuses in my head "my chest is still sore from 94.7 two weeks ago", "my body is tired from the Warrior Race yesterday", but as I stood at the start line I felt prepared to give it my all. The start was fast, it was a good 1.5km of downhill with lots of rocks and stones which needed much concentration. I felt strong on the first uphill and managed to catch a few of the junior boys. After about 2km I was passed by Adel, who I realized was not my main competition for the overall log, so I kept my constant pace. The next km or 2 was a fast single track, which required some ducking under low hanging branches and slippery muddy corners from the rain. After joining...

Why is it that we care too much? Why is it that we love so deeply? Why is it that we chose to be with the ones that bring us the most amount of pain? Why risk wearing your heart on your sleeve? They say that if we care too little then we lose what we love, and if we care too much then we get hurt by what we love. Unfortunately there is no inbetween and no choice, we either care or we don't, and we all get hurt either way. But why care for someone when they don't care for themselves? Why try help someone who doesn't help themselves? Why encourage someone to take a stand when they chose to hide behind the person they meant to stand up to? Why be old enough to take control of your life when you chose to be sheltered like a 5 year old? Why want responsibility when you run away from it? At the end of the day we all hurt, either from caring too much or regretting that we didn't care enough. Sometimes its easier to just complain and not care about what happens in ...

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Most recent accomplishment: These days, to run any 10km under 50 minutes is an accomplishment for me

Turning Point in Life: It's a long heartbreaking story about the turning point in my life, but the basically I was 19 when I met a guy called Juan. I had come into some money through my grans trust fund  and of course being young and naive I believed it would never disappear and so I bragged about it. I fell for him, and started lending him money. He told me he loved me, and of course I believed him, but at the same time knew that I could only keep him interested in me if I have money (he wouldn't just leave). He was one of those dodgy guys, who had communication issues, so when I felt down I would drink. It got to a point where I was drinking everyday, before, during and after work, just to block my feelings of sadness, pain and depression. Long story short, he took all my money, and about 8 months after we started "dating" he left me without saying anything. I was heartbroken. To this day I have trust issues because of him, but I feel I ...