We can choose how we view our lives or those of other people. Though most times we think we are objective we are just focusing on certain aspects of it. So I will not even pretend to be objective this is how I see it. Samuel Wanjiru had a great life, he trained hard, he ran fast, he made a lot of money, he married a beautiful wife, he took care of his mother, he drank beer, he loved women, he died young.

He lived!!!!

For those to whom the only virtue a man has is to take care of money then Wanjirus life may appear tragic. Get on the road and run, feel the wind in your face, listen to your heartbeat, feel the sweat on your forehead and taste some of it as it drops down your face. And this is just you running alone, now imagine running against the best in the world and being triumphant not once but consistently. There are moments 99.999999999999999% of mankind will never achieve. There are special people amongst us who do and Samuel Wanjiru was one of them. I celebrate him and what he did.

He lived!!!!!

And for that I am greatful. I do not have any memories of him as a victim. To me he was and will remain always, a hero.