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The Juju Kid and Cactus Vavi ride into town.
Everyone enjoys a shoot-out, even when the OK Corral is actually in Durbs-by-the-Sea. And since South Africa increasingly resembles the Wild West, there has been a collective frisson of excitement at the prospect of Sheriff Jacob Zuma having to face down a brace of itchy finger contenders for control of Dodge City.
Media expectations are high that the upcoming week-long meeting of the African National Congress’s National General Council will see the sheriff — who in between romancing his latest girlfriend moonlights as SA’s president — being challenged by the Juju Kid or Cactus Vavi. Or both.
I feel so blessed with colleagues, friends, and family who are so game! They signed up to do a crazy thing.. And we did it!! We swam our hearts out.. We biked until it hurt.. And we ran into a finish that was so full of joy and euphoria. As I said at the end of the piece that feeling, whatever it is, should be bottled and sold via prescription. It’s THAT good. Over the course of the summer we had friends dramatically improve their health, change their lifestyles and their own view of themselves. “I’m not athletic”… twelve weeks later became a triumphant “I am a Triathlete!”
When my friend Caroline crossed the finish line I burst into tears… She had overcome her fear of swimming, got lost on the bike ride after the police barricades had all gone down. But she was so fiercely determined to finish that the race director Sean and a dear friend and her loving husband Brian accompanied her on the final 3 mile run. She finished dead last by a long shot, but she won everyone’s hearts and raised 5 thousand dollars.
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