When you read this, I’ll be running 42195 meters through Hamburg on a lovely Sunday morning. Or I’m already done with it and can hardly walk anymore. Yes, I know, different strokes for different folks, but I’m really looking forward to this, as I ran my first and only marathon exactly 20 years ago. Running helps me stay somewhat sane in a time when so many things change at a neck-braking pace. I love being out in nature (or sometimes even out in the city streets) and let my mind wander and push my body a little.