El Castillejo

November 1992 I paid my first visit to the sport paradise La Santa Sport on the island of Lanzarote, a fellow trip organized with many of my running comrades from my athletic club Sparta. We had a whole 14 days at our disposal, and it was predictable, that with the vast variety of possibilities it was necessary to hold back a while to avoid burning out too early. Thus I had planned only two major goals for this trip: partly once and for all to learn swimming, and partly to maintain my running training, which on this trip implied running two or three times a day. During my swimming lessons I made contact with Tobias, my swimming instructor, and soon I was to find out that we had a dream in common.