Running

My first 21.1km—sick, stubborn, unforgettable

When I started running, I had no idea how running changed my life. At first, it was just about getting fitter. But it quickly became so much more. Running gave me purpose. It gave me drive. And there’s nothing quite like crossing a finish line — the adrenaline, the pride, the overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

After 16 years of running, my life has become progressively… weirder. Not only do I do things most people would consider crazy, but what I see as completely normal is anything but to the average person. And with each passing year, it becomes harder to stop. The rituals, the habits, the borderline obsessive tendencies—they’ve all