Tex t So ph i a Sc h i l l i k Il l u st rat i o n s Lu l u l a Na n ta i s e
MY ALARM SOUNDS AT 6 .3 0 A M, IN T E RRUPT IN G MY DRE A MS.
It is completely dark outside. I reluctantly crawl out of bed and squeeze into my workout clothes, put on my running shoes. Then, together with six other women, I slowly start running and breathe in the clear, cold air. I have a sore head; my legs are heavy; my muscles still burn from yesterday. But my mind says »no mercy«. It is 16 December, the second to last day of the women’s boxing camp. The runs in the morning for activating our muscles are the easiest part.
SISTERMAG 46 | 03 / 2019