Pre blog leading up to Ethiopian trip starting Jan 5th 2014 in which I will be spending 3 months running and eating with Ethiopians elite runners

Getting Bitten

I took a taxi to meet a rasta I have made friends with. In the taxi was a women sitten to my left in between myself and the driver. The driver and her started an argument and the taxi was stopped. The driver ordered the women out, she then struck him in the face. The driver then started using his fists to pund the women if the face, I pushed the driver back who was going crazy, with my other arm I pulled the women away from him. What happened next was unbelievable, the women sunk her teeth into my arm. She sqeezed her teeth down onto my arm really hard. I let her go and fell out the taxi door which was now open. I looked at my arm and was so pleased she had not broken the skin. The fight continued, the women running out from the taxi picking up a large rock. The driven ran over to her grabbing her arm and throwing her to the ground then pulling her around by her afro hair. The two eventually got separated. Another day in Ethiopia.




Sorry its been a while

I have been concentrating on the book rather than the blog. Here is a quick up date. I decided since I am currently living in the birth place of coffee I should drink it. I’m now addicted to the dark liquid. Each day I look forward to the beautiful extract of those roasted black beans. I have not been running for 10 day’s. It’s due to an infection I suspectedly picked up from a sports massage after the Addis marathon. The infection became so severe I could not walk without severe pain. After 5 days or so I visited the hospital. On the rear of each leg was a large abscess. The doctor made an incision in the abscess’s and squeezed out an alarming amount of mustard coloured puss. Even though the doctor had injected the area with anaesthetic, the nerves picked up every ounce of pain. I cried through out the entire operation. Post operation I now walk around in dark shades, drink black coffee and am addicted to strong prescription drugs. I know things can only get better. I look forward to running again. I will prevail. Kristian.

Last Day

Its 7:42am, I am lying in bed listening to the calls of prayer from the churches. Today is my mothers final day, I feel sad she is leaving we have had a wonderful time together in Addis. Tomorrow I will return to Sendefa and comence my running preparing for the comrades 89k ultra. My mother and I found the best burger place in the world yesterday, I stumbled accross it while searching for restaurants on the website trip adviser. The beef was delicious from grass fed organic cows, each burger had a thick cut tomato. My mother and I were walking the other day down the high street in Addis and a women came over to us to beg for money she had a baby on her back, we were standing out front of a building that had a guard, as the women was standing in front of us with her hand out the guard came over and with a large stick he was holding smashed it accross the womens legs, I was horrified.

The greatest Ultra Marathon on earth Comrades 100k Ultra Marathon

It’s too late now I have entered, why do I set my self up for these things?? Am I crazy? My father Roger Morgan always jokes Kristian you really like pain dont you!!!! Well its not the pain but rather the challenge and yes I will go through pain to get to the end.

Have a look at the above link to learn of the race I will enter and try to finish in the top 1% of fastest finishers. I have asked my web designer to put a link to the charity I am helping raise money for

My gradmother died from alzheimers and I loved her very much it was hard to see her go through the process of alzheimers for me and all our family, this is why I have chosen this particular charity.


Marathon without drinking water

Yesterday I ran a marathon without drinking any water, I finished in 3hrs 37mins. The going was tuff but I persisted and finished. I do not update my blog as much as I should but its due to the restricted use of internet access here also I am writing for 3hours per day and so just sometimes do not have the enthusiasm. When the book comes out all my adventures will be able to be read about, that’s why I am here to write a book. I am with a camp a running camp called global they are sponsored by Nike, I get scared before a training run that’s how difficult the training is. I am getting on well with the other runners and I am making friends, they are the guys who are winning all of Europe’s marathons, next week I have been invited to meet with Hailee. Speak soon.


I could see ahead the club bus again so was close to having ran 10k I now knew I would be running 25k without a break. I also knew the entire run would be ran without water. I got close to the bus and and I saw female runner who had passed me cross the road to where the coach was standing outside the bus I wondered if she was going to get a drink but then she started running back towards me on the opposite side of the road ok this must be the turning point I had not seen the group of women runners turn who I had set off with except the one who was trailing behind. I wondered what coach would want me to do I arrived level to the bus and coach motioned me to turn with his arm I crossed the road and started back in the direction I came. I thought I really could do with a drink now but no drink was offered. I started back up the big hill I had just run down but something had happened I no longer felt moody and tired I felt in a good mood and strong I could see ahead the two women one who had passed me and the one who dropped from the pack, I speeded up and thought I will catch them both. My watched bleeped to indicate another mile had passed I had turned auto lap back on just for today. I looked at the time and was pleased to see it was in the 6 minute a mile range I pushed up the hill with my new found energy. At the top I passed back through Sendefa avoiding taxis parked on the side of the road and also ran around horses and carts. When you run on asphalt you always run towards the on coming traffic so you can see the cars but as I started out running today a taxi was over taking a truck it came right up behind me and passed just a few feet from my shoulder at racing driver speed. I was now running well and felt strong the road ahead looked dry and I could see the heat waves rising up from the ground. I was almost about to pass the turning for our house again, I felt strong I know when running a marathon like an Ethiopian its not a jog more of a sprint that keeps going until the end and I felt now as if I was sprinting I felt so good, other runners passed me on the other side of the road and as they did the odd one would say good very good also men I would pass on the pavment would offer kind words of encourngment go go well done be stong and so on it was very nice to feel the support. I soon passed 15k and thought ok cool 10k to go I zoned out and ran looking at the landscape not having to worry about rocks and bumps as on normal training runs. When I got to 20k I was back where I started and I could see the two women ahead the one I had trained with and the one who had dropped off, they motioned for me to stop I was in 25k mode but did as they said I asked are we doing 25k no they said 20k we are finished.

Post run wash

Its early we just ran 17 kilometers, and saw a hyena on the way. Wash time, I arrange my plastic bowl and bucket of cold water. First I get on my hands and knees wetting my hair, the water is collected by the plastic bowl under me its cold and I let out a gasp. Now I stand up and use the jug to scoop more water from the bucket. Holding the jug above me I tilt it and pour water over myself wetting my body, I then wash with soap. Now its time to rinse, by now I cannot feel the cold. I feel refreshed and my sore, tired body has life in it again. Life is simple here.