Tag Archives: Murray Anderson-Ogle 
A Journey Complete
I have wanted to say this for six months: ’I am a Comrade’. Not quite Mao’s last dancer or a Cosatu cheerleader, but rather a Comrades finisher. ...
Night Swimming
REM, those great musical psychiatrists, wrote many mournful and iconic rock anthems that have and will become soundtracks to our’ s and our children’s lives. ...
The pursuit of rest and by default success and happiness.
The past two weeks have dealt me many highs and lows from a personal, professional and a running perspective. ...
Searching For Buns Of Steel
Our sport of running is a dangerous sport. It is not abseiling, cliff diving, skydiving, moto-cross or any other sport that one might see on X Games. ...
Running Crazy, Rain Running and Silliness
It’s 4:30am on a Saturday when my screeching, Blackberry arrests my fitful slumber. I have to tiptoe around my drunk, prostrate roommate who has ensconced herself in the lounge (at least one of us is a normal twenty-something) ...
Running And Me: A Late-blooming Love Affair
Runner's World reader Murray Anderson-Ogle has started blogging about his journey to 29 May. ...
