The brother-in-law - a tough nut.

The best part Achim Achilles are his many readers. They run not only write but also with at least as much passion. Therefore, it is also trained in the winter - especially if you want to depend on his brother. Patella Peter Bart goes back to hunting and defeated himself
  When the brother urges
Actually, October should be the conservation serve. But the Kenyans do not come to rest. A family member on motivated him to winter driving adventures. By Peter Patella, the Düsseldorfer Kenyans.
The Kenyans had a fairly successful triathlon season brought. Finally, he had in all competitions this goal. However, he was only "also-rans (and swimming and cycling) is placed. At the top, he would never land, it was clear to him.
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He looked more the competition with his times from the previous year, and especially his brother. The had this season into a veritable enemy and prepared to develop the Kenyans increasingly headache. How should he be in front of his wife, his son and other family members all agree? How should he ignorant realize that years of training would be worth less than the talent of a rookie for the first time in his career athletes a season without overweight had denied. After all, was the brother always remained behind the Kenyans - albeit increasingly scarce.
One day the two sat together and pondered how the good form to receive it. The Kenyans floated Big steps: first runner in his life he wanted half marathon run at 100 minutes, in Cologne. The brother could not, since he died on the evening before at a bachelor was invited. Des Kenianers reference to the large Steffny ( "a half-marathon, you can also verkatert need to run") was the brother-in-law do not apply.
How dare the Kenyans alone the way into the strange city, and indeed, the 100 minutes fell. Now was time to hochzunehmen the feet and the reserves lost weight in long and calorie-rich evening of October in front of the television rebuild. The Kenyans directed to a month of idleness and family care, when one evening the phone rang. The brother.
"I want this year to run a marathon!"
Kenyans: "You spinnst, did you look at the calendar geguckt?"
Brother: "Very near here is one, in December. I can easily get there."
Kenyans: "Have fun."
Brother: "Werd 'I have."
End of conversation.
Kenyans Kopfschüttelnd fell back into his red chair and television turned on the television. After the two bowls with Nüsschen followed the nocturnal nightmare: A brother-ranker showed the Kenianers favorite triathlons in the Westphalian Bocholt a time around the other heel. Well brother it would be possible to re-rounds still encouraging comments say to him a PowerGel offer, or the Kenyans on his final lap and accompany him lie shamelessly with phrases such as "You look good."
Sweat of Kenyans was awake. He groans: "The brother runs off me! He's faster than me."
"Oh what, Kenyans," said his wife. "He is like every year during the winter fat and begins again in May with the training." The woman knew nothing about the winter marathon plans. After a restless night and a day full of worry and self-doubt was the Kenyans in the evening with the family again. But it was not as usual
"Mama. Why Kenyans eat the noodles so little today?" Asked the child.
"I do not know, ask him yourself!" Said the woman.
"Dad, why you eat so little noodles?" Asked the child.
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"But it is October, Kenyan! Why do you have now on your weight do?" Asked the woman.
"Oh, just so," said the Kenyans.
The son was in bed, the woman in the bath, the Kenyans stole into the vastness of the Internet. Marathon in December, there was not much. Only one, with an impressive profile. Already Kenianers landed the arrow on the application. No, this is crazy, he thought. In December, a marathon, especially in an area known for Snow and Ice Pellets in the pre-Christmas. His form was good, but a marathon shake the Kenyans not just from the hip. Five starts and only three had arrived on the balance sheet. And who wants to just two in December centners over approximately 700 meters in altitude to balance? Booth is not something from the field and service roads on which to run the event? No, no, everything is nothing for our Kenyans.
Rasch another look at the apartments. And as he stood: "Pyotr Prokrastionator", the name of the fight brother. Kenianers pulse began to race. The woman had already made that bathwater. Now it had to go fast. Name, first name, address, bank notes, bank transfer was made clear. How quickly does it in the net. Phew. Relieved, he breathed on. Now nothing more can go wrong. He is here.
The woman entered.
"What have you done, Kenyans?" she asked, without suspicion.
His face blushed quite unkenianisch and he began to stammeln: "Uh, I just registered for a run."
"It is October. There are no more major races at this time in this area!" she said, although no endurance sport, but a lot of them understands.
"Is not even in October. If in December, a relatively small event."
The brows are lifted, the view suspiciously. 'Return' out with the language. Where are you registered? "
"Oh, just the seven mountain marathon."
And was not the only form, but also the marriage of Kenianers to another big test.