The Mountain Race

For those that know me, or at least a little about my life you will know that once upon a time I lived on the top of a remote mountain in Nigeria, an amazing place called Obudu Mountain resort. And this weekend, the last weekend of November is the annual "Mountain Race". 1000's of very mad, but also very fit people running up 11km's of steep mountain road, and doing it at altitude. In truth I could not even walk it, and some might say I could not even drive it.

But the race is an amazing spectical, a really cool event. Last years race was the best ever and as I sit here in London at the start of the week I am just sending heaps of positive thoughts and energy to all those involved. Not just the runners, they needs prayers just to survive it, but all the staff of the hotel, the boys & girls of CRSG and the community of the mountain. They are all involved in this.

Of course the race is the perfect event for all that is both great and bad of life in Nigeria, certain madness will go on, people will lie and cheat so they can eat the money, others will find ways of chopping whatever money is around and the poor hotel will get pushed to its limit and get virtually nothing at the end of it. But that's Naija for yah, and the truth is they would not have it any other way, nor will that get in the way of a wonderful and superb weekend.

Good luck to all involved......